Walking on a Dream


All the color.

So you want color? This picture contains all of it. I just made it without any thought of symbolism. On the picture side I’ll tell you what makes up the components. But over here on conversation street, you can make them be whatever you want them to be.

Jeeze.

I just stole, er, borrowed sentences from two different quotations. I’d better watch myself. Somebody might be watching. Nah. This isn’t Facebook.

In the wonderful world of politics, a good number of the current White House administration are sick including the president and his wife. I could laugh, but I won’t. This virus is serious business.

There are a number of people on social media who say that we should wish the president and his wife well. That we should pray for them. I agree whole heartedly. There has been enough pain and death. This is the time to come together as a country, not split further apart.

Besides, I’d really like to see him be voted out of office in a blue wave landslide. There are way too many issues that cannot be settled without one.

After that, let the chips fall where they may. The New York Times story about Trump’s business life is telling. Let the IRS do their thing. Let the Southern Court of New York do their thing. If he ends up in prison, so be it. He’s pays his money and he takes his chances.

Sounds harsh?

Not as harsh as it could be.

Forgive me for that, but just about everybody that I know feels terrible in one way or another. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. Spiritually.

We are tired, beat up, confused.

I know artists of all stripes who can’t work because they are emotionally blocked. I know teachers who can barely teach. This is just what I know about. I’m sure if someone took a poll they’d find out that about 90% of the answers would trend in this direction.

But still, I wish the president, his wife and all the newly diagnosed staffers and senators no harm. If you pray include them in your prayers.

In my life I’ve never seen anything like this. Have you? I’d also think that we are better than that.

Pictures. What does a picture mean? What doesn’t it mean? Seriously, that’s all up to you, the viewer.

I’ll leave that to you. But, I’ll tell you what I did to make this piece of art.

I found an image in my archives that was simple. Old Mardi Gras beads hanging on an old school screen door.

I brightened the beads while I darkened the background making the beads pop with color.

The picture looked pretty good, but you know me.

I layered those square blocks over the original image. The blocks are the ends of old railroad ties stored along a spur.

I have no idea where they came from, why they are here or if they are moving on.

Nevertheless, I photographed them. The colors appeared in post production. I did the subtraction of color thing and the hues appeared from out of the brown.

I kind of layered the railroad tie picture over the original image in odd ways. The ends of the ties appear to be floating in every direction. They appear to be above snd below the original image.

That’s it. The story in a few words.

Stay safe. Stay mighty. Wear your masks.

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