“It’s amazing how a little tomorrow can make up for a whole lot of yesterday.”― John Guare, Landscape of the Body draped in gold,dripping dreams,exciting, enticing and enthralling –a vision of timely beauty is life tomorrow. a cradle of delightful mistakeslearning, growing and finally seeingterrified and horrified but stunnedat the humanity of it all. for the world […]
That’s one thing about cities. It strips us of our choice and forces us to witness life not as we want it to be but from other people’s stories. It makes us watch and experience and be a part of something much bigger than ourselves – something that’s too random to ever occur again. There are far too many stories on the streets and so little time but this beauty can be tackled all the same – one bus ride at a time.
They say the beauty of all things good lies in their mortality, but some things like the starry city or the citizens of the night will always live on, the kind of memory that lingers on after decades, and when the going gets tough, I think this is the memory we’ll all visit – the time we soared the edges of reality with the kindest group of strangers ever.
“The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.”― Pablo Picasso This absent determinationWatches over time that simply refuses to haltIn the face of a starved, diminishing soul.Such creative impoverishment is thisWhere words flee and stick figures reignBreeding an utter lack of books –The kind with sweet, homely pages. Caught in […]