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This is a bit of foreshadowing for the "story" I'm telling part of the time, but whatever.
I draw in my lap, not on a desktop, so this is literally my drawing board. You might notice that the surface is a bit uneven due to nails, knots and paint. I usually draw on Bristol, so it's rare, but fine when the course of my pen or pencil is sent off-line. I like those little accidents. Sometimes, they even result in something 'better.'
...and an old tree foreshadowing the foreground, fallen during last autumn's windstorm which reshaped the view in and out of Stanley Park, fer sure, like, dude. Can you see the crow? Two beer fo you if you do.
The poem reads:
"The aftermath of enthusiasm foreshadows a
potentially ugly road ahead, and problems if
all of the victories dampen expectations.
Arguments are not incorrect.
It is difficult to see;
their efforts a surprising victory, focused on
make-believe roots without structure.
Take a stand:
to respond socially,
to avoid a repeat of experience.
When against a superior state,
we are smart enough to know
the playing field."
Jeff is wearing the sombrero and has his mouth open and a vaguely dazed expression on his face. The literary word for this is "foreshadowing."
Mom always said, "I knew you'd be my adventurous one ever since you're first birthday when you jumped off the top of the couch and your face met the coffee table." At four, I broke my arm playing backyard football. Days before my nineteen birthday I tore my ACL & MCL skiing. Then by twenty had my second knee surgery from soccer. Yikes!
As I foreshadowed in a past post, these little critters are among my favorite neighbors down at the new house. They are great looking little birds and they present quite the challenge because of their hyperactive nature. They are constantly on the alert and for very good reason - we've got a lot of Cooper's hawks hanging around our place. A couple of weeks ago as I was bringing my in-laws from the last boat tour of the season we saw a Cooper's sitting on top of my neighbor's boat lift. We passed within a mere 10 feet of the bird and it would not budge. However, when I got the boat parked I flushed some of the songbirds out of the bush between me and the hawk and off she went after 'em. She (I say this because it was a larger bird for this species) chased a small flock of titmice (or is it titmouses?) from bush to bush until one of 'em finally ended up as dinner. For being cute little critters, their lives are not at all easy.
Their small size seems to belie just how tough these birds are. Constantly at a maximum state of alert and living out in the frigid temps we get you can imagine that most of 'em don't last long. In spite of this, they also seem to know that there's now way I could hurt 'em even if I wanted to. In comparison to their predators, I move at glacially slow speeds and I keep on putting out food for 'em so they seem to be warming up to me. Perhaps this winter I will be able to get right on top of 'em.
session 6 white on white
Inoturan, maria estrellita luisa
manaloto, mariann therese
obaldo, monica anne
olfindo, michelle korin
ong, rowena ellen
pelagio, evella marrie
reaport, katherine pearl
segarra, alison
uy, wilbert
yulo, maria zerissa
If the people believe in the foreshadowing of things to come, this piece would be the love letter to the 2020 pandemic. Masks always fascinate the artist, conjuring up a plague mask unique to his style. Beside the mask, a woman, his partner, looking up into the horizon of crimson oil somewhat suffocating as we can see in her hue that differ from her olive skin. Like someone who is begging for air and longing for the mask to hug her face. As many have heard of the butterfly effect, wherein from the smallest flap of a butterfly's wings can create an avalanche of effects, the wings under the mask suggests that. From hoarding a small box of facemasks in the real world can drastically sabotage another family's survival in 2020. Contrasting from the complementary presence of olive and crimson, we see a nice touch of gold as the artist incorporates elegance into the contemporary piece, creating an introduction that distinguishes itself from the artist's wild and untamed style in the later years.
A Sign of Things to Come
It's still summer, but this leaf is certainly foreshadowing what is to come soon enough.
Day 334 of 365
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