A phantom wind
A shadow cast from a tree
The beach at sunset
A single daisy in a field
A foggy graveyard
An empty bench in the middle of an abandoned park at midnight
They all sound mundane to most, but to an artist, they are deliciously inviting. The world is changing, evolving around us. We have no choice, but to grow with it or perish. No sunset is ever the same, no expression on a child is ever duplicated in another.
Perhaps it’s life who has the last laugh, desperate to challenge our artistry for her mere amusement.
Mother Nature gives us these inspirations knowing we’ll return the gift uniquely changed once touched by our imaginations.
As we began to take a closer look at certain arts we were able to see the seeds that bloomed into the grand flowers.
1924: The grim reaper decides it’s time to take a long, overdue vacation from his job as death-collector…
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Inion N. Mathair 
I love how one picture leads to the next.
And it never hurts to have Brad Pitt pics, lol 😉
Oh, totally. What I was thinking as well. 😉
I like your thinking!
I love “Meet Joe Black” (Pitt and Hopkins – what’s not to love!?), so I’m now inspired to search for the older film and see if I enjoy that as well. 🙂
Great idea Clowie! I always love comparing the remakes to the originals. Thanks for stopping by our friend. 😉
How completely beautiful!
Thanks my dear. We are trying to reignite our blog and how perfect our oldest blogging buddy is our first commenter. Thanks for stopping by Cindy. 😉 xo