Underneath the obvious,
elements of our life
remain. There,
known only to ourselves.
Or so we think.
We all have our secrets, and
sins we keep hidden
behind our facade.
Time sacrificed, we think,
our past a part of all
we have known.
The knowing is what hurts.
11/14/2023 j.g.l.
What do you know in the morning
that couldn’t be imagined at night;
the one before, or even before then.
You learn a little each day
only to forget when darkness intrudes.
It is our nature. Try to remember.
Night falls earlier now, the
light grows dim and
temperatures go low. Slowly.
By dawn’s approach clouds seriously
shift, uncomfortably exposing
what will remain of the day.
It is harder to determine where
the day will go after dreams subside.
Where will you go?
You can no longer hide
inside the shadows of the night
that just was. It is simply memory.
11/13/2023 j.g.l.
ART IS FOR EVERYBODY
Celebrating not only accessibility and availability but also the artist himself, the latest exhibition at the Art Gallery of Ontario provides an overwhelming retrospective of Keith Haring.
From subway graffiti to his pop culture explosion through the ‘80s, Haring’s distinctive, socially conscious commercial art provides both deep and light-hearted thought.
The depth and diversity of Harding’s work makes for a joyful adventure to be experienced and explored. The exhibit runs until the end of March and there is so much to take in, I’m sure I’ll be back soon.
11/12/2023 j.g.l.
Random thoughts on
a morning walk,
the day presenting itself and
its glorious ways. Before
the give and take decisions
we must make.
Concessions and compromise,
duties must be fulfilled.
Who knows how long
this slight repose will last?
Walk on.
11/10/2023 j.g.l.
Last week, I couldn’t help but notice a bin full of traditional candy canes at the bulk food store. The next day my morning coffee was presented to me in a seasonal cup.
The signs of the season are increasing daily.
I’ve not yet noticed the Christmas-themed muzak (or otherwise) filling the retail environment, but then I have not recently ventured into the malls. My consumerism, lately, has been limited to only what is required.
I suppose I have enough.
I don’t pay attention to the increased advertising by all the stores on television or online. I know it is the nature of business (and the all-important fourth quarter financial results), but it is difficult to comprehend all the happiness and goodwill the merchants are trying to promote for profit’s sake.
The constant barrage of lowest-price advertising and must-have items overshadows the message of peace on earth.
The excitement and importance of gift-giving — expressing gratitude and appreciation to your loved ones — seems lost in a ruptured economy where most of us have less to spend. Some of us have enough. Others have nothing.
This is the debt we are all paying and the ultimate confusion of the holiday season.
Happiness must be found in our humanity, not purchased on credit and paid for later.
11/06/2023 j.g.l.