The Dance Of Life…(A Pictorial Sunday Sermon)
Woke up this morning next to my smiling wife. The birds were twittering outside the window and I felt such …
Woke up this morning next to my smiling wife. The birds were twittering outside the window and I felt such …
Space images courtesy of NASA
“I believe that one must pass beyond the sphere and influence of art. Art is only a means to life, …
Sunday morning. Down in the kitchen for my tea and cereal. Wife and son upstairs in bed. Poker tourney last …
“To get beneath the facts I would have had to be an artist, and one doesn’t become an artist overnight. …
“The art required is to make sounds, words, and forms, whether of base or of noble provenance, open out in …
We humans are a muddle headed, tragi-joyous melange, ever seemingly lost and only now and then touching the divine, that …
In the past I would have walked the streets until my legs gave out. But one of them gave out …
*** Sitting here at the kitchen table, cast propped on a chair and tea at my elbow, pondering the interconnectedness …
I don’t get many hits. When I first launched this humble site I mistakenly thought hits mattered. They don’t. At …