It is amazing how much effort and capital is invested in trying to conceal or eradicate these lines. Tiny jars of potent magic promise to erase the signs of time. And those whose faces are not marked by the ravages of life beam with pride as if they had something to do with it. Getting older is desired but looking the same is esteemed. If only we would just see them for what they really are, fine lines.
Debe tupu haliachi kuvuma
Translation: Empty vessels make the most noise
Happiness is a butterfly,
which when pursued, is
always beyond your grasp,
but which, if you will sit down
quietly, may alight upon you.
This weekend I spent a wonderful afternoon with a friend in Los Angeles. We had lunch at the Alcove. A very cozy restaurant nestled in the eclectic neighborhood of Los Feliz. The restaurant is located inside a charming old house filled with precious antique furniture and large oil paintings that adorn the walls in keeping with the time and spirit of the house. We sat outside on the large patio under one of the large red canvas umbrellas that shielded us from the light afternoon rain. There we chatted in between bites of delicious panini sandwiches served with golden fries, then shared a generous slice of lemon and coconut cake with chamomile tea. It was such a pleasant time.
Go out, go out I beg of you
And taste the beauty of the wild.
Behold the miracle of the earth
With all the wonder of a child.
Keep your heels, heads and standards high.
It wasn’t very long ago that we trusted that most of the information disseminated by the news media was accurate and unbiased. Even though I have always had healthy amount skepticism about everything thanks to my father, I find it irksome that I can’t rely on them any more. Especially when they seem to incite the masses into a frenzy that often results in violent protest rallies and demonstrations only to later report on this outcome with feigned shock.
It is amazing how the first two months on the year get away from you. Or is it just me? March 1st sounds like a good time to hit the reset button. This month I plan to take part in my first group exhibition in years. Here we go!
I just saw case in the news where a man was arrested for ‘disobeying’ instructions given by a police officer. I thought, okay what exactly was he asked to do? He was arrested because he would not move his car out of the way for the emergency vehicles. And he couldn’t because he was scooping blood out of the throat of a woman who lay dying after a horrific car accident. In spite of the untimely request. He was able to hand his keys to bystander to move it for him. But this was not enough, he is still facing charges for obstruction of an officer. He is being punished for delayed the response. One would think that under the circumstances he would get a pass. It appears justice is not only blind but can also be dim.
‘The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination.’