What gives you strength? Or the peace of mind to carry on? I think humans live day to day because we have been given the gift of being self aware. As our planet spins through the universe we have the ability to pick a point in relative perceived time and space and say I am or was here, and therefore I am.
Is it a gift or a curse.? I’ve been thinking if these things a lot lately as I watch my own clock tick away, fighting my daily battles with pain and Parkinson’s, watching my children grow up. My once black hair turning shades of grey 😉
My once deep cerulean eyes fade
I sometimes find living in the now a bit like flying through an endless cavern peaceful and calm until you take the blinders off and realize your traveling at 24,000 miles an hour with no breaks in a spaceship that has little chance of repair and only limited life support. Then…, well I find it a bit scary as hell… I sleep very little which in a way is good as for the most part out if of the 24 hours a day we are given I’m usually awake for 19 or 20 of them so I guess when the time comes and PD locks me inside these borrowed bones I’ll have plenty to reflect upon.
Art, someone commented about my art in a way that I found captured the concept of what I do so well, the said “Love this 🙂 your art carries so much emotional energy !! Just love it :)” Emotional energy those two words I think capture what I’m doing here in my little poorly lit studio. I’ve alway strived to make people feel. I have an opinion that one of the things that is desperately wrong with our society is we collectively have stopped feeling, we’ve been desensitized. For instance when I was growing up you had to stay up till midnight and watch Benny Hill to get a glimpse of a breast or a bra and now you can see more T & A, real time murder and destruction before breakfast is even cooked. Sadly most people don’t even blink an eye at any of it. Any how, I’m ranting now instead of waxing philosophical about time. I’m told it’s Friday so Happy Friday!!! Great job you made it!!! Another week well done 😀
As always thanks for stopping by and tolerating my early AM monkey mind, may the day be kind to you and you to it.
My Friday challenge to all: Make one person smile, 😀
The continued adventures of Pi guy and the Cowboy.
I know not of what heroes bake these Pi’s and there forever, never ending sequence. Says;Coyboy, But Monsieur
You have such a long way to travel my friend before you reach the end of your road. Won’t you please take me with you.
Pi Guy, who and what is this strange creation from the studio that lives in my head and house? Is it an out put of creative energy whilst I wait for paint to dry?….. Maybe. Maybe not. Pi guy has another name that I have not shared, nor have I shared the thinking behind his creation. In reality he is more of a painted etching than a true “painting” all if the dark lines are actually etched through the texture medium to reveal a very dark blue/black undercoat. If one was to look very carefully the would see texture work that is reminiscent of a pie that has a lattice top 😉 mmmmm pie (pi)
The number pi (symbol: π) /paɪ/ is a mathematical constant that is the ratio of a circle’s circumference to its diameter, and is approximately equal to 3.14159. It has been represented by the Greek letter “π” since the mid-18th century, though it is also sometimes written as pi. π is an irrational number,
The thing that make pi so cool is it will be never a sold definable number. As is our or my perception of Art and the world in which we live. One would argue the blue is blue, well maybe, but not to a color blind person, blue is to those who see it a perception of light translated by the brain, cornea and optic lens not to mention about a million other factors. So pi guy what’s his secret name? The chef and the cowboy meet to create (share) a single vision.
Many many months ago, I had a challenge that I did an body every got the answer, so I figured I have about just enough time between food, sleep and the next thing my life calls me to do today. First lets take a quick look once again at Panel 888
Okay, so now we’ve seen it but what’s the deal right? The challenge was anybody who can tell me the story behind the name could have it for free. Nobody guessed so its time to reveal.
Jesus said “I am the truth”: the numeric value of “the truth” is 64 (8 x 8). The last book in the Bible is the Revelation of Jesus Christ which has exactly 888 Greek words. Eight persons were saved in the Ark at the great Noahic flood. God made a covenant with Abraham that every male Jewish child was to be circumcised on the eighth day of his life.
Either one of these answers would have been sufficiently correct. Symbology and numerology
In Christian numerology, the number 888 represents Jesus, or sometimes more specifically Christ the Redeemer. This representation may be justified either through gematria, by counting the letter values of the Greek transliteration of Jesus’ name,or as an opposing value to 666, the number of the beast.
In Chinese numerology, 888 has a different meaning, triple fortune, a strengthening of the meaning of the digit 8. For this reason, addresses and phone numbers containing the digit sequence 888 are considered particularly lucky, and may command a premium because of it.
So there ya go, the meaning behind the words.
Come again some other day… To finish the title. I’m pretty sure at this rate I need to start building a boat and collecting animals. It’s feels like it’s been raining the entire month.
Truly I am so tried of the wet, one would think coming from this region I’d be used to it? I am, but it doesn’t mean I love it and want to marry it sheesh. The sun I need sunshine 😦 “I’m melting…..)
Today I think will be the perfect day to work on Green Girl:
She’s been resting for a bit, but since I don’t have PT until Thursday I think today with its rain and pain will be a perfect day to sit with her
Well it’s time to go put on my wellies
And start building that damn boat 😉
I hope the day greats you with a smile and treats you with grace and kindness.