Photo previously posted here was of the painting Rain in the City, by artist Katharina Valeeva, oil on carboard, 2020.
It’s a dreary day in Houston with chilly rain. It wasn’t raining yesterday when I was listening to these CDs while I researched a few things for the Neverending Saga, but I’d hoped to find a photo of one of my own paintings to accompany this music for Mood: Monday.
Cat Stevens, Greatest Hits; Sting, Brand New Day; Mercury Falling; Fields of Gold: The Best of Sting 1984 – 1994
I’d used a lyric from Sting’s song “Fragile” on a 4×6 canvas sometime between 1997 and 2001. I don’t have a photo of it. I thought I knew who I gave it to, but apparently not, and no one else I’ve asked has it. I didn’t want it back–just hoped to get a photo of it. If my memory is accurate, the lines I used were “On and on the rain will fall/like tears from a star.” I have a vague memory of what the painting looked like, but maybe I dreamed the whole thing!
After all, who wouldn’t dream of Sting. =)
Cleansing
Monday also rained here, but I wished it snowed instead. This area got nearly an inch of rain.
Tuesday morning, the sun illuminated a rare stream of low cloud flowing between the surrounding mountains across the basin of what was a glacier lake. Then, an hour later, we were under the fog, which seems very rare in the desert!
Fog is lovely and so full of atmosphere–if one doesn’t have to drive in it.
Sting was a dish back in the day. He probably still is.
I think this is something I once meant to post about. Maybe I did. I’ll have to do a name search on my blog and see. But I found that as I aged, my concept of who is sexy and what is appealing changed. And not in a “lowering my standards” way.
I’ll try to get to that post one day if I haven’t. It really impacted my writing on the Neverending Saga.
I should think that most people are the same. Although, judging by some of the older guys on Grindr – maybe not?! :o/