My painting for the day. It did not make it to the night, but it was good practice. I do not always like the way the featured image shows in WordPress, especially in the Reader – it seems like it is being pushed into your face.
Below is what I believe the painting would have looked like in a frame, when viewed across a room:
There are probably times for all of us when things becomes clear – the beauty and brutality of life is seen for what it is – and the need to change it is muted. We strive for the meta-physic, but our life is lived in the physic.
Here is the poetry-prose in the closing scene of the astonishingly beautiful movie, The Great Beauty (“Le Grande Bellezza”):
This is how it always ends, with death. But first there was life, hidden beneath the blah, blah, blah. Its all settled beneath the chitter chatter and the noise. Silence and sentiment. Emotion and fear. The haggard, inconstant flashes of beauty. And then the wretched squalor and miserable humanity. All buried under the cover of the embarrassment of being in the world: Blah, blah, blah, blah. Beyond, there is what lies beyond. And I don't deal with what lies beyond. Therefore... Let this novel begin. After all...it's just a trick.
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