tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post6806820513992637723..comments2023-10-02T14:13:59.803+01:00Comments on The day to day life and thoughts of an artist,thinker and barstool philosopher: What is Art? The question raises its head again.Ralphhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02099161160886274555noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-23156689671276285472010-02-08T09:10:35.352+00:002010-02-08T09:10:35.352+00:00Ok. let me respond to both of those. I love that w...Ok. let me respond to both of those. I love that which is different Jerry. I am looking a tyour poppies and yes they have yellow centres. Do I say I have never seen poppies with yellow centres? Not at all i say I must keep my eyes open because I want to see those for real. Ruby thanks for the beautiful story I am sure that will raise its head a few times in the future.Ralphhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02099161160886274555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-36417335555679774182010-02-07T17:47:58.878+00:002010-02-07T17:47:58.878+00:00I volunteered for awhile at a home for the mentall...I volunteered for awhile at a home for the mentally challenged teaching arts and crafts. Two participants remain forever in memory. One 38 yr old man always selected empty toilet paper rolls; he would glue and sculpt these into creations he clutched to his chest at the end of the day just grinning ear to ear. A 15 year old girl attacked paper with pencils and tore many sheets to shreds. After weeks of encouragement she was able to make circles and not tear the paper. She attempted to glue her finished masterpiece to the all with saliva. The supers of the home framed and mounted it for her. Neither the toilet paper roll sculptures or circles on paper were gallery pieces but the will be visible to me forever. Each person has a different vision of beauty and art although others may not understand or appreciate the vision.Rubyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06097711103500084389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-23358483901952759602010-02-07T17:07:40.882+00:002010-02-07T17:07:40.882+00:00Hi Ralph, I am alive, it is a good day! "They...Hi Ralph, I am alive, it is a good day! "They painted themselves", now I am quoting YOU! I certainly understand this concept. My "best" paintings, although still in the "dribble" catagory and my best ironwork have certainly created themselves. The brush just flows and the torch just does its thing with little thought from me at all. Five hours can go by as fast as five minutes and time stands still. It ceases to be mechanical and developes a life of its own. When finished I always stand back and wonder how the heck did I do that?Jerry Carlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024087888949143035noreply@blogger.com