You know what? We are living this life. Right now.
I'm a learner of world history. We are dynamic as a species. We are engineers of our own futures. I'm really fascinated and I'm curious. Read somewhere recently that stated "You don't need to be educated to think you're intelligent. You're intelligent because you're curios."
My good friend who gets my humor, texted me to go to the fair with her. She got me out of the house. But, I wanted you to know, I was going to go anyway somehow before they ended the fair. I've always had a heart for the local photographic and artistic exhibitions. I wanted to celebrate with my fellow artists by honoring their crafts and talents. I wanted to be a kid in awe of some of the creativity that lives on these walls, the magical imagery of composition and the vivid imagery that people left a legacy for us to just take in and feel the artwork move you from within. It's is such power of the artist to create bodies of work intended to move people internally. Get them to emotionally connect. And they often do. You don't know them, their faces, their voices or anything other than a name. I was enthralled and I did the walk through alone for me to take it all in like a hungry child. I went to the arts.
What my heart needed to soften the pains in my spirit that caused me a heart attack was being brought back to life through other people's creative legacies. Art! I saw world class imagery and felt the craftsmanship needed. People need to do art in their lives, especially young people. They need to express themselves in healthy and creative ways. Those concepts spill over into groups and societies. People talk of ideas that make things work and improving thereon. Evil never sleeps. Love does because it needs rest. Evil sucks in the air you expel and tries to process your DNA so that it can break you down. (made that up, but it's kind of interesting) Mind you, I'm one who wishes everyone lived in nice neighborhoods and everyone got along, but I know that isn't the reality. I've traveled. I know very well life's socio/eco dynamics around the world. That art is the most individual thing you can do in your entire life. Make it beautiful. The rest of us want to walk through the garden of your soul.
I got to chat with a lovely lady at the photography exhibition. She reminded me of Marilyn Monroe a little bit. Recently I remembered how I fell in love with Marilyn as a tween watching a late night after hours black and white movie called "Bust Stop" with Marilyn Monroe in it. Boy did I fall in love. I've seen images of Marilyn Monroe before, but this time I SAW THIS WOMAN! lol "Oh man, I've been to her grave crypt at the famous cemetery in West Los Angeles. Went once, that was it. Ella Fitzgerald's crypt, I'll go every time I'm town.
I didn't want to come off as a creep but asked her if she did photography? I shared some of my thoughts on a couple of images as a photographer and left off with something that I felt "it's poetry in imagery, you just have to find it". We said good bye and that was it. Lovely little romance I had of a lovely moment. And she was Marilyn Monroe for me.
The woodworking exhibition is one of my favorite shows there. I've loved working with wood for a long time. I had a little shop I was setting up in my garage. I bought all the machinery. The first day I started it up, my neighbor came over to me and said that he works the graveyard shift and he comes home in the morning to sleep. I sold almost all of my equipment and admired the woodwork from afar.
I was glancing at the glass cases with cool stones displayed when I heard a couple of young teenage boys talking about rocks, knowing the types of rocks in particular. I was thoroughly impressed. I did see a lady about to pass me walking by who just got caught staring me up and down. Busted. Was it my ridiculously handsomeness or was it my ridiculous Frank's Buffalo Sauce stains all over my white t-shirt and tan shorts?
I didn't care. I lived life today.
Angela and I headed out. She's had knee surgery or something thereof and I decided to get the car and pick her up. I did some jogging today getting to the car. Not a lot, but tested the waters. It felt good. The day was good.
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