70 thoughts on “Gallery Goers.

  1. We’ve woven a web, you and I,
    attached to the world, for no matter
    how long, inscribed, though poorly, for
    scant eyes, still, as bright a love aura as
    has ever glowed, tightly wound around
    our hearts, yet soaring miles above
    Moodeung’s fog to warm cold February.
    Sparks fly off a round-rock fire rarely seen
    in these parts. We laugh, it feels like we
    shouldn’t be here on a cold winter night,
    just a few meters from trails so packed
    during the day. This charge will never
    leave. We’ve marked this space but must
    go to where the stars shine, deer run, art springs.
    Keep my heart in your brain, words in your hair.
    Matched lifelong yearning bursts in my hand,
    fluorescent. Quick, pack what you need, let’s
    flee! live life in the positive zone, expand
    what we enjoy together, bound by the luck
    that brought us this far. Where to next?

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    • Hi Doug….and thank you so much for sharing this wonderful poetry on my blog!! It’s really great, I love it! Thanks again! Josephine.

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  2. You are doing exquisite work with your compositions. I love the abstracts but thus far my favorites are this one and “Chess Men”. Really outstanding. I use Word Office for my work. It is notr nearly as clean and precise as yours. I am glad I ran into you, or rather you ran into me. Best. Smiles…>KB

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  3. Wow, so thought-provoking! I personally love it when something reminds us that we’re just monkeys, and when you really deconstruct it all, the fact that we build these monolithic structures to look at what we call “art”, “nature”, and so much else is really sort of silly.

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  4. Lovely,lovely photo. I love the depth and the feel of the photo. Many stories are told in your picture that you shot. Thank you for such a wonderful photograph.

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  5. Always like to see my friends, the bears, exploring outside their regular environment. Great creativity on your part.

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  6. Love the images and the glow of the paintings … but I find my eye tracking down that long hall toward the vanishing point looking for Goldilocks.

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