Took some interesting pictures earlier today but haven't been able to download them (or...is it upload them?) and sort through them yet so this contribution was actually take from a few days earlier - a close-up of a large box of ornamental winter squashes and pumpkins, outside of the Trader Joe's market in Medford, Oregon. Rather amazing colors and textures....I spent a bunch of time staring at them before realizing I needed to photograph them.
Winter Squash by La Chachalaca Fotografía, on Flickr
The opposite end of my day 16 shot - just a few minutes later:
Sunset through the trees
some sunflowers on the morning walk. It's not art, but it's golden.
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just another sunflower photo by Lukinosity, on Flickr
The opposite end of my day 16 shot - just a few minutes later:
Sunset through the trees
It's looking at me!
Now, now. Let's not go there! Golden is good enough for me!
"They builded a tower to shiver the sky and wrench the stars apart,
Till the Devil grunted behind the bricks: "It's striking, but is it Art ?"
The stone was dropped at the quarry-side and the idle derrick swung,
While each man talked of the aims of Art, and each in an alien tongue.
The tale is as old as the Eden Tree - and new as the new-cut tooth -
For each man knows ere his lip-thatch grows he is master of Art and Truth;
And each man hears as the twilight nears, to the beat of his dying heart,
The Devil drum on the darkened pane: "You did it, but was it Art ?" - Rudyard Kipling, The Conundrum of the Workshops. Poems - The Conundrum of the Workshops