Art is no job
do what you love
and the rest will lead you astray
To Art is human
Thou Art That
I think
therefore
I project
and put out there
the Golden Rule
and a silver bullet ricochets
silence is gilt
words will never hurt
but sorry makes the hurt
go away, they say
don't look back
at the distance that enchants
your view
where dreams come true
when dreams do become
better than you imagined
save for your future, spend wisely
save your wisdom for a rainy day
spend your future, it expires today
experience is the mother of wisdom
wisdom is the child of possibility
Don't be penny wise and pound foolish
count your chickens at the table
a pound of pennies
are thoughts all the same
and endings must come,
good or bad are just
consolations
for you and me
soon to be
ancient art-
i-facts.
Painting by Giovanni Boldini [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
