THE CURB, ACRYLIC ON CANVAS, 60 X 60
THE CURB
I GOT ON THE BUS TO THE WONDROUS WOW. THE DRIVER TURNED AND SAIID, "THERE IS NO PLACE. THERE IS NO PLACE. THERE IS NO PLACE BUT NOW. SO I GOT OFF THE BUS AND SAT ON THE CURB. I HEARD, "LOOK UP!" THE TOPS OF THE TREES. THE CLOUDS MOVING BY. THE BLUEST OF BLUE. THE EXPANSIVE SKY. THE SOUNDS OF THE STREET. THE SMELL OF THE AIR. THE DRIVER WAS RIGHT, THERE WAS NOWHERE, TO GO. IT IS NOW RIGHT HERE. NOW IS THE THIS - THIS TIME AND THIS PLACE, THIS PERSON, THIS THOUGHT , THIS WORD, THIS SPACE. I HAD TO LAUGH OUT LOUD RIGHT THEN BECAUSE, HOW...? THIS EVERYDAY MOMENT, THIS UNPRETENTIOUS NOW, THIS NO BIG DEAL, IS THE WONDROUS WOW.
I GOT ON THE BUS TO THE WONDROUS WOW. THE DRIVER TURNED AND SAIID, "THERE IS NO PLACE. THERE IS NO PLACE. THERE IS NO PLACE BUT NOW. SO I GOT OFF THE BUS AND SAT ON THE CURB. I HEARD, "LOOK UP!" THE TOPS OF THE TREES. THE CLOUDS MOVING BY. THE BLUEST OF BLUE. THE EXPANSIVE SKY. THE SOUNDS OF THE STREET. THE SMELL OF THE AIR. THE DRIVER WAS RIGHT, THERE WAS NOWHERE, TO GO. IT IS NOW RIGHT HERE. NOW IS THE THIS - THIS TIME AND THIS PLACE, THIS PERSON, THIS THOUGHT , THIS WORD, THIS SPACE. I HAD TO LAUGH OUT LOUD RIGHT THEN BECAUSE, HOW...? THIS EVERYDAY MOMENT, THIS UNPRETENTIOUS NOW, THIS NO BIG DEAL, IS THE WONDROUS WOW.
THE NEVER ENDING PAINTING BEGAN IN 2016 AND ENDED, YES, ENDED IN 2018, BECAUSE ALL THINGS COME TO AN END. - OR DO THEY JUST CHANGE INTO SOMETHING ELSE...?