I was so happy not just because I made a recent post after more than a week of hibernation but more so because the bloggers that I’ve been following responded to my post as well as to my comments on their posts in less than 24 hours. I worked a 12 hour night shift the day I posted the Garage Sale And The Memories Remembered and I’ve been reading the posts of my linked bloggers. By the time my shift ended, a few already responded. I don’t know if they are night people like me but they sure did burn their candle at the wee ( did I spell that right ? ) hours of the morning.
There was a botanical exhibit at the Galleria Mall last Saturday. I normally dislike the malls on weekends. It's crowded and suffocating but a friend told me that the landscapes, fresh flower arrangement and various art pieces were just beautiful. He was right.This is a bamboo hut surrounded by palm trees. A painting sits in the middle. Art over another art.
So, to my family , friends and fellow bloggers who journeyed with me and my blog, this post is a tribute to all of you. It is my way of saying ” Thank You”, that I’m grateful for the time you spend reading them as well as making those inspiring comments that kept me motivated. When I started this blog, it made me wonder if anyone really would read my post considering the millions of bloggers out there but I stand corrected. Sorry for doubting the new voice of the global future. I salute all of you. I never imagined that there is a different world of media out there that brings out the best in people and among each other.
A flower arrangement of mixed varieties, colors, scents and textures.
This was a stunning piece. The water would cascade down every 15 minutes.
While my wife was checking out a store, I was sitting on a bench looking at this painting with the amazing landscape as its background.
Stunning red and orange bromeliads.
exotic purple orchid
The birds of paradise thus look like green birds with yellow and blue head piece. The green part is the beak.
Art is art no matter how it is presented or what medium was used. It could be a stack of wine glasses , or an old wall sprayed with paint or a child doodling on a piece of paper, or a landscaped garden or a floral/ plant arrangement, or a writer whose work moved your emotions, or to the more common canvas that an artist brings forth life via the creation of his boundless imagination.
We were cleaning the glass wines and I decided to stack them up. My son was looking at them intently.
My son made this when he was 4, he had a story behind it. I need to ask him again what it was but he mentioned about some birds laying their eggs one sunny day. He has a vivid imagination. He would make voices whenever he plays with his action figures or draw his favorite armies, aliens and zombies.
He was 3 when he played with water colors . He glued a rectangular shaped paper on top of his art piece. What it means? Got no clue but I was proud of his work.
Another abstract work of my son. If you watch closely you can still see the pattern that he ignored to follow. I still love it!
Today I present to you the things I saw for the past week which to me were various forms of art. For as long as it makes me think or makes me feel an emotion, or makes me stare with this big ” Wow” on my face, I consider them as an art form. It can be anything as wide as the span of my artist side of the brain . The possibilities are endless.
Spotted eggshells with a blue and purple starfish on top. I have a glass top coffee table with drawer underneath and I placed sand , shells and several starfish. Reminds of the beach. My son and I would make patterns on the sand and rearrange the shells. My wife sometimes gets upset because the sand falls on the carpet. But the fun is worth it.
An art form that constantly change. If it stays the same, my son would say " boring dad, let us try this one".
My wife almost sold this with the frame during the garage sale. I was made by her relative many years ago. Famous or not, I kept the water color painting minus the frame.
I hope that you enjoyed the collections I had chosen for you. I hope that it made your day more lively and colorful. I hope that it ignited the artist spark in you. And for as long as it made you smile, that is more than enough for me to say that it was all worth it. Again, I thank you.
For my final piece, an oil painting I made for my wife a few years ago. Looking at it reminds me of our journey together . She gave me a sense of meaning and purpose in life.