art,beauty

Ok,another post on the same day,UNPRECEDENTED,hehehehe.just because i dont post does not,repeat, does not mean,i dont have a lot to say.IT IS NOT THE MONEY,BUT,THE ABILITY TO BUY THINGS OF BEAUTY TO ENJOY,wrote that while watching a movie that had rich people artwork,and a museum full of lovely objects of art.beauty,Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,and sometimes i wish i was rich just to surround myself in a world of what i consider pleasing to my senses,and yes you would be there.I believe that every one has thier own individual taste in what brings artistic pleasure to them.i have a couple of pieces that i cant wait to put in my room/office,a Mack,limited editions of Luongo,some water scenes,and an oriental piece.Most of my art work reflects my emotional love of love,that is not a misquote,i am simply put a romantic.other things, a wooden bowl which i bought because of its beautiful color and grain,my elfins,little statues of fairies and elves,bright,colorfull,with a soft patina,which transport me to the other world,of dreams,childhood journeys through fairy tales,mystical beings which remind me of how little we do know.Motorcyles,small,wooden,taking me back on the road,glimpsing roads,burning under my feet,throttle all the way out,midnight journeys,fused onto a beast,barely in control,screaming primaly,my love of the moment, exhilaration as the curve brings you closer to that edge.Art,be it music,a painting,the form of a melted piece of glass,strikes us from with in,not always in the manner the artist meant,but according to our own interpertation,our lives,the feelings invoked by our own individual experiences in life.Me,i guess my medium would be dance,the desire to express the feeling invoked by the music i am listening too.I love things that are construed as beautiful,to me,i do not have to have a college degree,or an artistic education to know what things stir my soul.Unfortunately,i do have champagne taste,hehe,while a beer budget,one of the great joys of living in Boston was quite simply the ability to go to all the galleries,shows and,and venues of art that are available for nothing,but the journeyMany times,i have held a piece of glass,gazed on a piece of artwork,and even though i cold never afford it,that simple moment of inter action,would make the trip worth while,the passion of discovery,that feeling of joy in discovering an item which evoked an emotional rainbow of beauty,well imay not have said it well,btu how do you describe,that moment when your senses state this is beutiful,its like trying to describe my love for you,an intangible,unmeasurable,force,with which,out, life would be so much less then.In life we may have to settle for less,i may never own an original,only be able to dream of designing a room full of beautiful glass work,i can always enjoy the thought.Isnt it funny how people of wealth will sometimes collect objects of beauty,just to store them hidden away,or buying something just to say they have it.Thats not to say some don't appreciate or enjoy it,for those that do,bravo,fill your life with as much beauty as you can,for all to often artistry goes unappreciated or hidden,from fear of ridicule.Art is an individual effort of communication,with others,not to dismiss combined efforts,plays musicals,etc.,and to often as a group,we fail to recognize it until the artist is gone.Sad is it not,that often times the ones who we do revere,first have to suffer our humiliation or dismissal of their artistic bent.ohj and by the way,i just got back from dancing,OH YEAH,my litlle endeavor at communication,hehehe,anyway thats why it might have todays date even though i started it yeaterday.I find it simply amazing the way art surrounds us ,often unnoticed,from the way a plate of food is presented,to the symentary  of a concrete power pole,it simply has to be noticed.I dont even know what i would buy if i had money,however the ability to purchase those things and surround myself with their beauty would make life's bad moments much easier to conquer.For to be surrrounded by such,reminds you of the artists attempts,not once,but trial after trial,to bring forth a thing of beauty,for our enjoyment,and the success,in our pleasure.People,a person,are good examples,because the beauty of a person may not be the outer,but the inner part,which came through facing lifes trials,and that is enough for now.see you later today,yes,i have more i wish to post,hehehehe.