Sometimes it is time to get things you really desire.  Other times it is not.  This is one of the Not times.

I have gone twice more to view the oil on canvas painting that caught my eye back in July.  There are three in the gallery of the same size, theme and colors.  The one they have hanging on the wall is the one I desire.  I even set them all beside each other and yes, the original one I saw which hangs on the wall is the one speaking loudest of a soft rainy night on blossoms of white. 

This painting reminds me of a line in a song which has become dear to my heart which says, “Outside the rain fell dark and slow while I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime.” 

Tipping my hat to my mother whom exposed me to art of all sorts, it is wonderful to enjoy such items.  Since the 1960’s posters have became a sort of art unto themselves, book covers with the wonderful works of men like Frazetta, album covers and sometimes a mixture of both assuaged the thirst for art of a younger generation with offerings that would fit the meager purse strings of the working class.  Then Kodak and Kodachrome gave us a new generation of art standing on the shoulders of greats like Ansel Adams from decades before. 

But art is more than pictures or paintings.  The craft of artisians from clay pots, sculputure, glass blowing, metal works or even the simple (and not so simple) homespun arts of sewing and threadwork all speak to me.

Meanwhile, back at the subject in hand, spending that kind of money is just not a smart thing to do till I can finish the things I need and assure a good amount of funds set aside to live on.  Do not get me wrong.  I have purchased an item or six since June just for the pleasure or to put in my home, but four hundred dollars for a painting, sizable as it is (to big to fit in my car) is not one of them.  The other purchases stay below one hundred and are spread out amoungst several months/paychecks.  I have not given into the ‘want’ of this one item though I risk it being purchased by another.

“‘LIFE IS A SHITSTORM – and when it is raining shit the best umbrella you can buy is art!” Pedro Carmichael in the film “Tune In Tomorrow”, written by William Boyd.