not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

fresco


how art appears

why?  why does it appear?

why breathe, why love, why anything?

7 comments:

  1. it is all around us this art.
    why indeed!
    because...

    this was a wonderful day with first snow
    and sunny skies.

    ~robert

    xo

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  2. you know, for all of my questions, and i have many, i sense that just beyond them there is a cause for none. instead just the steady state of being like a man sitting on a stone or a woman standing at her sink or a hummingbird looking in a window.

    yes, it was a wonderful day with first snow. how could we be so lucky to be inside of a first snow? and yet we were. we chased it without knowing. it found us. imagine. coats with zippers and buttons. cold. almost incomprehensible today but not tomorrow.

    xo
    erin

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  3. i float here, all day long ... these clouds float through me, questioning their longing for the sky or the moon ... the window is an angel ...

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  4. you give us wings, erin. you give us wings..... xo

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