Memories

crumpled memories lying in a bin for times immemorial suddenly made sense this morning   I doodled thoughts till they assumed a familiar face - pliable memories reconstructed to fit in a comfort zone   my life begins to make sense 0nce again…. the faces lose identity to become masks https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/category/reenas-exploration-challenge/

Recruitment

"What were you thinking when you hired this guy?I don't see a photography course on his profile." "I need a good photoshop artist, not a photographer." "Oh, yeah... I keep forgetting. The world is digital. We don't develop pictures in darkrooms." https://only100words.xyz/2019/07/04/three-line-tales-week-179/

Patriotism

“Job completed as per instructions. Flag raised to the recommended height, and set to fly at the stipulated time…” This is another routine report the Admin Head checks every day at work. But today is different. The employee who executed the task has been sacked, and his own job is at stake. “What the hell … Continue reading Patriotism

Castle of Illusion ~ blackout poem

A blackout poem … by rivrlogr

Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr's avatarrivrvlogr

Castle of Illusion

Land and sites engaged the illusion,
made perfect the wholeness, hiding
hollowness. Empty windows watched,
the Ego isolated within, disturbed.
Cairn of ancestors, bitter wind,
vacant feel part of its landscape,
our own psyche apart from it.

This blackout poem is based on a post, Hunting the Unicorn: Shells and Fruits,
written by Sue Vincent and posted at The Silent Eye.  I encourage you to read it.
The image is an edited/layered version of  two of Sue’s photos.
~~ Thank you to Sue for her inspiration and for graciously accepting my offering. ~~

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #93 – Art

Michael’s views on art and artistic interpretation ….

Michael's avatarMorpethroad

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They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and this is true too with art. What one-person thinks is brilliant the next may think is promising to the point of being hopeful the said artist may make it someday.

Over the years, I have been subjected to numerous debates over art as art. What is it, and what makes art art?

The great thing about the creative arts is that the artist, the writer, the musician and the choreographer can all be creative in their chosen fields and yet be the subject of criticism.

For me, it’s often been about the skill of the artist. Does their work appeal to me in any way? Do I find myself caught up in the creativity before me? It’s always a subjective opinion, and to me, that’s what matters.

The diversity of opinion is what makes art such a compelling aspect…

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