Posts tagged ‘Art’

May 7

“The mind is like an umbrella. It’s most useful when open.” —Walter Gropius

Won’t flip inside-out in a gust
Nor flap like a gull in a gale
Impassively as iron rusts
The stoic umbrella prevails

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you’ll end up with a face full of rain.

—George Carlin

May 4

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“There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” —Albert Einstein

Miraculous is the way
To view the mystery displayed
Upon the screen of all we survey

Let us make our hearts as big as an ocean, to go beyond all the trifles of the world and see it only as a picture.

—Swami Vivekenanda

Apr 22

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“Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.” —Charles M. Schulz

Round the bipedal ring
A slotted loop of links
Clacks tandem wheels in sync
Reels the scenery screen

It is the unknown around the corner that turns my wheels.

—Heinz Stucke

Apr 16

“Who tells a finer tale than any of us. Silence does.” —Isak Dinesen

The tone of gloaming fog
A horn croaks like a frog
A long low silent moan
A windblown hollow log

Silence is as deep as eternity, speech as shallow as time.

—Thomas Carlyle

Apr 13

“A harvest of peace grows from seeds of contentment.” –Indian proverb

In the preface of history
Humans are made with invention
By the grace of their deities
The sublime in their perfection

The contented man can be happy with what appears to be useless.

—Hung Ko

Apr 5

“To become a philosopher, start by walking very slowly.” —Nassim Nicholas Taleb

Curling a toe
At the pace of the light
Creeping up the face of the night
As owls hoot and cocks crow
Commences the first step
In the art of the flaneur

It is a good idea to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presence may haunt you and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought.

—James Douglas

Apr 1

“I never saw a painting that would not be improved by the addition of tropical fish.” —John Cooper Clarke

One need not be golden to be pretty, but if not being pretty, one is being seafood.

Sometimes, when the water is quiet, you can almost hear the fish laughing at you.

—Anon

Mar 29

“Aim at heaven and you will get earth thrown in. Aim at earth and you get neither.” —C. S. Lewis

Of the first heaven of heavenly fame
Second heaven was a reflection
The creator of both the same
The artist in heaven one

The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it.

—Augustus Hare

Mar 23

“Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.” —Pablo Picasso

Three señoritas sit in the sun, phrasing its aesthetic rays.
El Greco! Goya! Velázquez!

I hold the imitation of color to be the greatest difficulty of art.

—El Greco

Mar 18

Posts tagged ‘Art’

Won’t flip inside-out in a gustNor flap like a gull in a galeImpassively as iron rustsThe stoic umbrella prevails

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you’ll end up with a face full of rain.

—George Carlin

Miraculous is the wayTo view the mystery displayedUpon the screen of all we survey

Let us make our hearts as big as an ocean, to go beyond all the trifles of the world and see it only as a picture.

—Swami Vivekenanda

Round the bipedal ringA slotted loop of linksClacks tandem wheels in syncReels the scenery screen

It is the unknown around the corner that turns my wheels.

—Heinz Stucke

The tone of gloaming fogA horn croaks like a frogA long low silent moanA windblown hollow log

Silence is as deep as eternity, speech as shallow as time.

—Thomas Carlyle

In the preface of history Humans are made with inventionBy the grace of their deitiesThe sublime in their perfection

The contented man can be happy with what appears to be useless.

—Hung Ko

Curling a toe At the pace of the light Creeping up the face of the nightAs owls hoot and cocks crowCommences the first step In the art of the flaneur

It is a good idea to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presence may haunt you and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought.

—James Douglas

One need not be golden to be pretty, but if not being pretty, one is being seafood.

Sometimes, when the water is quiet, you can almost hear the fish laughing at you.

—Anon

Of the first heaven of heavenly fameSecond heaven was a reflectionThe creator of both the sameThe artist in heaven one

The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it.

—Augustus Hare

Three señoritas sit in the sun, phrasing its aesthetic rays.El Greco! Goya! Velázquez!

I hold the imitation of color to be the greatest difficulty of art.

—El Greco

Strummed strings of melodyThrumming in harmonyWith the lyre of HermesOf these we sing

But the lover’s power is the poet’s power. He can make love from all the common strings with which this world is strung.

—Amelia Barr

Won’t flip inside-out in a gust
Nor flap like a gull in a gale
Impassively as iron rusts
The stoic umbrella prevails

Miraculous is the way
To view the mystery displayed
Upon the screen of all we survey

Round the bipedal ring
A slotted loop of links
Clacks tandem wheels in sync
Reels the scenery screen

The tone of gloaming fog
A horn croaks like a frog
A long low silent moan
A windblown hollow log

In the preface of history
Humans are made with invention
By the grace of their deities
The sublime in their perfection

Curling a toe
At the pace of the light
Creeping up the face of the night
As owls hoot and cocks crow
Commences the first step
In the art of the flaneur

Of the first heaven of heavenly fame
Second heaven was a reflection
The creator of both the same
The artist in heaven one

Three señoritas sit in the sun, phrasing its aesthetic rays.
El Greco! Goya! Velázquez!

Strummed strings of melody
Thrumming in harmony
With the lyre of Hermes
Of these we sing