{This collage contains various paintings I've done over the years, images blended into each other, the way we are connected to one another in our human condition.}
We The People
tell our stories
find our way
learn lessons
act like children
encounter battles
guide our young
endure huge losses
create beauty
make friends
trust ourselves
become suspicious
work hard
carry burdens
get confused
lose our way
see atrocities
hurt ourselves
resent
offend other people
make mistakes
forgive
contribute to the whole
become enchanted
make assumptions
try to survive
feel lonely
teach what we learn
help one another
cause pain
feel pain
solve problems,
start over
and
like all humans everywhere
become afraid
find courage
bleed, cry, fight, laugh, love, die
just
like
you.
I can see the artist in you flourish with words and with heart Diana, your poetry never leaves me untouched, your grace is evident here, have a beautiful day love
Your continued ability to not only arrange your visuals with the text in an always unique way, but you also consistently contextualize your opinions and convictions. The paradox runs freely in this profound mini-world view and yes, just you and me, no one is free of the ups and downs, even though many disguise both their pain and their joy for fear of being misunderstood. Thank you for distilling so much of our present global plight into such cohesive and compassionate text. Namaste, dear poet.
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Bravo!
Ron