Art comes in many forms. It might be a delicate watercolor, a photo of a desert sunset, beautiful words on a page or computer monitor.
I present two additional forms:
1. Paint on a barn:
The new RAPTOR, Inc. property got a little make-over a few days ago. Marilyn, one of our board members and a seriously dedicated rehabber (of song birds and raptors), and also a retired art teacher, has been wanting to do this since the new doors went up. Charley Harper, one of the more distinctive artists of the modern age, designed RAPTOR's logo many moons ago, and the board members have always had some sort of tribute in mind since Charley's death last year.
I practically pressed my nose to the door looking at the detail. This representation is perfect.
I don't recall if she was going to use a projector, or just "eyeball it". Either way, it's a wonderful statement.
(Gratuitous inserting of my youngest child into photo...Isabelle declined.)
What the front of the barn looked like before:
I think we now have a much spiffier exterior.
2. Photo of youth in its most lovely form:
This is Heather, my niece. This photo is part of a set that was taken for her senior pictures. Heather is, among other things, a skilled karate chick. (she started karate at age four...in this photo, she's 18)
I don't know if I can even explain what it is about this photo that moves me. The obvious is the beauty of the subject. But the balance...the way she seems to be holding this pose effortlessly.
Maybe it's the unconventional essence of the photo. No color to distract from the fluid lines of a young girl on the brink of her future. Where is she now? A soon-to-be junior at a local college, a cheerleader, making disgustingly excellent grades, singing like a bird and stealing every scene she appears in during productions of the drama department.
God, I love that kid.
What art have you seen lately?