Art Of The Day!

This is one of Francisco Goya’s lighter works.  He had quite the dark side that often showed up on the canvas.  This painting is different.  Dona Isabel Cobos De Procel.  Now there’s a name for you.  She is delightful.  Beautiful radiant skin.  Soft shining eyes.  A slight subtle smile.  And just look how she’s sitting.  Firmly ensconced.  Like she is thoroughly enjoying being the artist’s model.  And who wouldn’t if you were going to turn out looking that good.  The lace is magnificent.  The tiny piece of mocha colored satin at her wrist almost rustles into life.  Not the most delicate of hands but refined nonetheless.  What does she think as she sits there?  Is she feeling proud?  Formal?  Wanted and desired?  What thoughts stir her heart, lift her soul, fill her with wonderment?  She’s not a thin woman.  She fills out her dress just as she fills out the canvas.  I can imagine that walking into a room all eyes would instantly lust after her presence.  There is a sweet innocence to her eyes.  Goya captured her most magnificently wouldn’t you agree?

Photo Of The Day!

I love this photo.  The bike says: Rebel.  Doing my own thing. Rogue wanderer.  Go wherever the hell I please.  Look at all those bits and pieces.  If someone took the time, this bike could be polished, painted, and steam-punked galore.  I could see myself on that bike.  Going out into the wilds.  Do you see the three frogs looking on?  Even they have amazement in their eyes.  That bike is a rare treasure.  I bet it sounds magnificent.  Rumbles like thunder closing in.  Vibrates with a life of its own.  Hauls up hills.  Flashes down inclines.  Slices at steep angles around bends.  Right now it’s in raw glory, just imagine if it were “cleaned” up.

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Happiness hanging on a wash line.  Little joyous thoughts sandwiched between despair.  Hope eternal along the blue vein of renewal.  Not all seven billion are standing in neat little rows.  Some of us mark our individuality.  We stand out.  Sometimes boldly.  Offering the world our own unique color and perspective.  Shaped differently yet each connected to the same past, present, and future.  The uncommon still unites with the common.  We are after all one species hanging out, hooked into humanity, whether we like it or not.

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Photo Of The Day!

Contemplating confinement.  Captured and closed in when the wilderness calls.  Thinking about escape.  Reminiscing on days of freedom.  Remembering being the predator instead of docile prey.  Hand fed now instead of stalking, striking, spearing with sharp and precise teeth.  Hungry for a taste of adventure.  A place to stretch the legs, run and roam.  Raw scents on the air replaced by inner city pollution.  I used to be the master but now am only the lowly servant, forced to perform.  What price I pay for survival.

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Trapped.  Forlorn.  Long forgotten.  A distant memory.  Aching.  Regretting.  Lonely.  Quiet.  Looking out of window?  Through a mirror?  Trunk of tree? What thoughts swirl through her head?  How does she feel?  Why is she there in the first place?  Can she get out?  Escape?  Why has nobody come to rescue her?  Are there intermittent screams, wails, and moans?  Or is she mute?  I feel her despair.  Her anguish.  Her sorrow.

Painting by Fernand Khnopff

 

Photo Of The Day!

One lock for every soul incarcerated?  One lock for each thought imprisoned?  One lock for lost dreams?  One lock for each mistake?  One lock for every family hurt?  One lock for every crime committed?  One lock for stolen futures?  One lock for shackled hope?  One lock for possible redemption?  One lock for justice served?  One lock for innocence misplaced?  One lock…one lock…one lock!

 

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Just look at that.  The buffalo takes center stage but the storm rumbles in gallantly nonetheless.  The quiet before the thrash of thunder.  The softening light before violent blades of lightning strike.  The air churning with expectant electricity.  Lush vegetation bracing itself for energized ions zapping moisture, singing leaf, flaying trees, stabbing fiery fingers from heaven deep into the potent soil.  The buffalo sips water as it waits for the rains to come.

before-the-storm-by-bierstadt

 

Photo Of The Day!

Nature showing off.  Stripes of horizontal elegance as the tree strives ever vertical.  Pared down.  Naked.  Unadorned.  Raw beauty.  Fresh perspective.  An honest trunk.

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Strength.  Conviction.  Passion.  Purpose.  Pride.  She knows her craft and she’s not afraid to use it.  She has a glammoring.  A sense of rising.  Dominant.  A much larger presence than her surroundings.  Filling empty space completely.   Electrifying the air.  She won’t back down.  Refuses to let go.  She will stare you down.  Cause you to cower.  Lower your eyes.  She is mistress and she knows it.  Look at her focus.  Undisturbed.  Piercing.  Seeing into the mists and depths.  You can’t fool her and she knows it. I imagine a cacophony behind her.  Women wailing, chanting, moaning, conjuring, but she’s oblivious to it all.  She’s fine tuned her mind.  A complete study in focused concentration.  She holds no doubts whatsoever that her mission will be accomplished.  And you mere mortal will see her powers put to work.

 

hygeia-by-klimt

Photo Of The Day!

Oh wow.  Stunning.  Just look at those droplets of water.  Can you see how they range in size.  Large circlets of water at the top of the flower, slowly mirco-sizing as they reach the stem.  Why does this happen?  Obviously the heavier drops would not be able to hold a position along the sides of the petals, but still natures laws know exactly what to do.  Downsize.  Remarkable.  And just look at that beautiful bud.  So full of hidden potential.  One renegade petal is starting to uncurl.  There is so much anticipation of what beauty lay in the center of this pristine flower.  And the scent, just imagine its heady fragrance as soon as it bursts forth.  Priceless.

 

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