Life as Art

lying in my bed

watching the sea crash the shore

a Tamil sunrise.

when a flash appeared

two trails of exploding light

meteoric dawn.

Life as Art:

Life as a Work in Progress

...a sort of synaesthesia,

polymorphous perversity.

I think it would be a step forward for the human race if they were able to individually conceive

of their daily life in it's minuteness and in it's total breadth as a work of art. Not to take ourselves too seriously but always mindful of the gift that is our place upon this little planet with all it's trials and sorrow. We should be able to include all the elements of the artistic view such as symmetry, balance, harmony and rythm into that creation which is our daily life. Not just to create a work of art but to live it. Art is a way to experience ourselves in relation to the universe and our particular chance to express what we are to the world as a whole. We should be able to step through life with a lightness and studied movement that evokes our deepest sense of living and contributes to a better relationship with our fellow man that can influence without manipulation, that encourages sensitivity, deep awareness and perspicacity in those we touch in our lives. To use perspective to create a balance in our actions as we unfold the mystery that is our sojourn through life. To be able at the end of the day to say this is what I achieved and added to the sum total of human existence. And sleep well at night.