I didn't realize how long it's been since I posted anything. It's usually late before I get time on Sunday evening to write; for several weeks in a row we had thunderstorms every time I got ready to post. Then my mother had surgery on June 8th; since that time it seems I need to schedule breathing if I can fit it in. Monday I had a stress test. Ha - I could have told them I had stress out the wazoo: didn't need a test to confirm that. Anyway, my intention is to get going again with this blog. Not sure if even one person cares whether I do or not, but hey - I like the way it looks. It's sort of a work in progress. Stay tuned.
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Gustave Flaubert said that despite our best attempts to express ourselves artistically, human effort is all too often "like a cracked kettle on which we can tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars." Picasso once addressed the comment that his work was difficult to understand with this reply: "Why does art need to be understood to be enjoyed? When you hear a bird sing, do you need to know the words in order to appreciate the music?"
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The two quotes in my header express my art "philosophy" in a nutshell. I "long to make music (art) that will melt the stars", but sometimes my best efforts result in those gawky bear dances instead. And I am increasingly aware that a good work of art does not need to be "understood" to be appreciated, just like the bird songs that brighten our lives. It's there to be enjoyed with our senses, and enhanced by imagination. No real intellect required!
