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COWS ON PARADE (Cowabunga!): A special slideshow of photos of painted fiberglass cows taken on 3/14/09 at Liberty Station, San Diego.

On March 15th the happy herd was mooved to the streets of La Jolla.

On July 11th  there will be an auction of the art to benefit Rady Children's Hospital-San Diego and the Zoological Society of San Diego.

Recent slideshow--May, 2009, visit to the Museum of Modern Art and the Metropolitan Museum of Art  in NYC:  MoMA & The Met

New Slideshows: flowers, plants. and trees and colors-San Diego 1 and colors-San Diego 2 and colors--elsewhere

"Imagine a world in which there is no time.  Only images."
(Alan Lightman, "Einstein's Dreams")

"To take a photograph is to participate in another person's (or thing's) mortality, vulnerability, mutability.

Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt. . . ."

(Susan Sontag, "On Photography")

"Persistence of Memory"

(Salvador Dali)

"Was something brushed across my mind

That no one on earth will ever find?

Heaven gives its glimpses only to those 

 Not in a position to look too close."

(Robert Frost, "A Passing Glimpse")

"Choices are not magic. . . .  Our brains and the experiences they harbor generate our choices. . . .

The sneaky secret about choice is that it's not about choice at all--it's about value."

(Read Montague, "Why Choose This Book?")

"Everything has been thought of before; the task is to think of it again."

(Johann Wolfgang von Goethe)

BURNT NORTON
(No. 1 of 'Four Quartets')

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind. . . .
    (T.S. Eliot)   

"We all live in the same time forever. There is no future and there is no past."

(George Balanchine)

Birds of a feather flock together.

(from mid-16th century English proverb)

yes we can

It's not easy to be together until we're old.

So why not cherish it?

(Chinese poem)

Of course you can love more than one person, 

but "marriage is something different.  Marriage is memory, 

marriage is time."

(Joan Didion, "The Year of Magical Thinking")

Bernstein conducting the Boston Symphony performing 

Mahler’s “Resurrection” Symphony, Tanglewood, 1970.

(photo from New Yorker magazine)

"I'm no longer quite sure what the question is,

 but I do know that the answer is Yes."

(Leonard Bernstein, 1973)

Oh, Buchenwald, we neither lament, nor complain, 
and whatever our future may hold: 
we still want to say "yes" to life, 
because one day the time will come - 
then we will be free!

( Buchenwaldlied (Buchenwald Song), composed by Austrian Jewish inmates Hermann Leopoldi and Dr Fritz Löhner-Beda)

The Brain--is wider than the Sky--
For--put them side by side--
The one the other will contain
With ease--and You--beside--

The Brain is deeper than the sea--
For--hold them--Blue to Blue--
The one the other will absorb--
As Sponges--Buckets--do--

The Brain is just the weight of God--
For--Heft them--Pound for Pound--
And they will differ--if they do--
As Syllable from Sound--

(Emily Dickinson, c. 1862)

Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.

Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.

Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.

Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.

To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.

Let it come, as it will, and don't
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.
       (Jane Kenyon)     

Paris-Art in Faces Slideshow

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