I love the beach in the wintertime. Maybe even more than in the summer. There's just something about it. It's a good place to walk and put your thoughts together.
Earlier this month, after some rambling discussions with Diahn, I started to talk here about concept and the way it relates to how we make art, view art, judge art, appreciate art, etc. Of course, I never really got around to discussing it. Now the subject of concept and context have come up in this study of pain management for work. It seems like it's all trying to relate to something in my head, but it's just not coming together.
I hate it when that happens. I need a beach to walk along for a while.
Maybe a good night's sleep will do.
(And if you're interested in some not-all-that-light physical therapy style reading ... try this. No, really, don't -- I was just kidding...)
I hate it when that happens too! And it seems it has been happening all too often lately. Maybe I need to try a walk on the beach!
Such a moody piece, Linda ... beautiful ... makes me want to build a fire and drink coffee ...
Keep your eyes and ears open, sounds like the lesson is almost clear...Wish I could share "my" beaches with you; I agree, there's nothing like it for easing or clearing the mind.
With regard to the issue of content, the disjunctive perturbation of the negative space endangers the devious simplicity of the exploration of montage elements.
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