Colors of life…
05:51, Thursday, March 1, 2007 …
I think I’m like modern art…. A huge jumble of friggin’ colors all blending into squiggles and blocks which people look at and wonder what the hell they’re seeing. There is a rhyme and reason to the rhythm of the artist but everyone else is trying to decide what it is and only the artist knows. In the end it’ll invoke a massive response in someone’s cord; that response probably will not be what was intended by the artist, but will allow for the art piece to be sold for some ungodly sum of revenue.
I’m not good at art, even worse at expressing emotion. My life may more closely resemble what, at first resembles a blank piece of paper. Maybe with just a few dots… some people think those dots are like horses pulling a chariot. I see a lot more though. I have always looked at the world and its contents through a microscope. I look at each dot and each brush stoke on the canvas then at each set of dots and strokes until an image begins to build. Eventually, I see and understand that image, or situation better. At least my intent is to understand and not destroy, or harm the image, or situation.
The bad thing is I am often detached from those around me as I’m trying to comprehend the world and its components. By that token, I often miss the forest for the trees, seeing each tree and it’s being, and every rock…I’ve to work to step back, look around and see the entire set of components that encompass the forest. I need to do that more. I take a rose and see petals, thorns, stem, pistol, maybe even a drop of fluid…. Until later do I see a rose, yet I love roses and enjoy them…. Guess I should take more time to smell them than study them.
My life as a whole is composed of not only me, but those I love and care about. I need to take more time to enjoy them and keep them close. Today, I intend to enjoy a bigger picture of life than I usually do… but be patient with me, I’m still a work in progress!
