Artistry is amazing. Even though the artist might have one thing in mind as they render their expression.. true art.. if you ask me.. is boundless and crosses many borders. Can be taken in many directions. It stirs within us all kinds of things in addition to the original intent of the artist's intended expression itself. Complex? Add a viewer and it becomes synergistic?
That may be what you intended and were trying to render artistic but you did it in a way that effects me the viewer of said artistic expression in ways you might not have expected?
Am I passing this understanding and perspective well?
Let me try it this way.. within this artistic composition is one phrase that, for me, sends me off into alternate understandings and realizations??
I just love art!
"... And I feel somebody somewhere is trying to breathe ..."
Complex.. It is artistic.. It can be rendered in many ways?
I have a little field mouse that has been sharing my kitchen with me
ever since it got hard cold outside. We 'bump" into each other now and
then but in general he stays away from me and out of sight.
This morning I had a major incident me and the field mouse when I went
into the kitchen.. What follows is an email conversation that resulted
from said incident. (edited) Enjoy..
I just had to rescue the mouse from the kitchen sink. Somehow he got
inside and could not get out. Poor little fuck was not in good shape on
ice cold cast iron. So I reached in and he climbed up my arm. I turned
him loose on the floor.
See, I Knew you loved your littlest neighbor...thank goodness you found
him in time!!
Your mouse will probably bring a whole family inside, since you are such
a good provider and kindly landlord.
He is a dark brown field mouse. I figure it's just short term winter
occupancy.. Kinda like [my freind] going to Florida for the winter.
Come spring he'll be breaking out..
Your house as Mouse Florida, I like that!
He was wet and shivering.. I felt bad for the little fuck. Let me tell
you what happened.. I reached in and he climbed up my arm. I then bent
down and to the side so he could jump off me onto the floor. I looked
for him on me and couldn't find him so I assume he jumped and ran.
I go back out to the front room and start doing my email. I was sitting
there for a good 10 minutes when I felt something moving down my back...
the little fuck was still on me from the kitchen! He jump off me and I
watched him find a spot where he could squeeze under the door. He looked
dryer kinda fluffy and no longer shivering. The last I saw him he was
headed NW towards the kitchen.
Oh how sweet!! .You are the kindest man, even if accidently drying the
little mouse...you probably spared him pneumonia!!!
Sweet? Thats what I figured.. once he was on me and realized it was
soft, dry and warm he was not leaving anytime soon... it would have been
a brawl and major struggle. I was used and taken advantage of by a
mouse!! Until he got what he wanted then he tossed me aside like just so
He walked all over me!!!
AWWW, poor [Trebor], used and abused? by a TINY mouse...
He's a "ballsy" little fuck. I've had people in the kitchen with me when
he will dash right thru the middle of us all. Everyone just stands there
and watches him dashing thru.. "You saw it too?" "Pay no attention to
Hee hee, he loves a crowd! Plus he probably hopes there will be food
soon if there are people.I know that feeling, LOL
I hope you got as many laughs out of this as we did.
I'm a country boy.. grew up with wild forests in my back yard and all around me. So as a young boy I spent a lot of time in the wild forest all around me.
Being deep in the the forest on a clear night with full moon lighting the forest around you is an experience, cosmic, that I wish everyone has a chance in there lives to visit.
Typical I am a child and basically a primate monkey I loved climbing trees and it was not unusual to find me high up in one. In fact many trees were examined and evaluated for their "Climbabilty?"
Today I had to meet the sheriff in town doing yet another sad eviction. The people being evicted needed some time to bag essentials to take with them the door will be locked and barred to them after they leave. This took some time today for them to deal with it and grab as best they could with such short time available to do so. The sheriff, Kudos!, was extending compassion and allowed them almost an hour to panic come to terms with reality. Well done sheriff you just got a lot of respect from me.
Anyways.. to the point of this expression.. so I had to kill, toast, some time. If the sheriff can do it compassionate I surely can hold out at least as long as he can without complaint nor problem with it.
So I go out into the back yard to throw my free time around. Hob nob and otherwise rub elbows with the locals passing my perimeter in life at this moment. Spend some time examining in detail an aspect of this back yard I never noticed in all these years before? I am expert at killing time. At one point wandering aimlessly around looking for any possible banes of time a white pine came across my perception. So having the time to give it a serious and worthy examination, when was the last time that white pine was extensively examined it is probably long over due, I ended up going into a time warp!
Travel back well over 50 years to my childhood in the wild forest. I remember coming across that white pine that was both ancient and huge in the middle of the forest! Indeed many small white pines around it were vying and duking it out with other vegetation for supremacy and survival! OMG that ancient and huge white pine was just begging for a small monkey brat to climb it to the top of the forest canopy itself.
Why did you climb Mount Everest? Because it was there! ..ring any bells and might apply here?
So up into the white pine goes the little monkey brat. Climbed it all the way to the top of it that was still able to support me. It was a magnificent and ancient white pine towering well above the forest canopy. And so now am I looking out over and across the top of the forest around me. Swaying in the breeze. Another experience I wish others could share and have.
Back to the present my eyes travel, climb, the white pine in the back yard. When I got to the top I could actually see into the past that little monkey brat at the top casting a life memory swaying on the breeze above the forest canopy.
Love is the stuff.. I love you... All of you! What a wonderful thing to be able to give, feel and do. You, all of you, are my brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers., you are all my family.
Of course I love my brothers and sisters.. My mothers and fathers.. That by default includes every one on this entire planet.
We are therefore one family. I am related to you all! I am part of your family you all! Therefore, implicit, I love and care for you all!
I don't want to hurt you.. none of you.. no one any where! I want to help, protect and nurture you if I can. Everyone everywhere!! I love my family!!! ....and you are ALL my family each and every one of you out there across the planet. You are my children, my brothers and sisters... my mothers and fathers..
What a lucky man I am having such a large and lovely family?
Concerning intimate personal relationship between us? I've said it before.. I'll say it again:
Related:Roxy Music - Love Is The Drug
Love is the drug! Call me a mutant junkie addict? I love my children.. I love my siblings.. And I love my parents... I have a severe problem and need a fix!?
A friend of mine calls OMG they just have to tell me what happened to them. All excited and lit up so to speak.
Now I'm curious.. What??
They had left a library book on a bus by accident. Forgot to take it with them when the got off the bus. Realizing later when it crossed their mind the book needed to be returned.. they freaked. OMG I left it on the bus!!!!
So they call the library ready to confess the book has been lost and take the now you own and owe for it repercussion..
The library response? and I quote.. "What are you talking about that book has been returned??!!"
What? Yeah! We got it back.
I see it as damage control.. some person with a random act of kindness returned the book for her. They not only saved her the cost of having to now pay for and buy the book.. They reinforced the belief in our fellow man out there also..
I don't know about you but this kind of "stuff" just does wonders in my heart.. Such a simple thing easily doing major damage to damage??
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