Dennis Hollingsworth

Penny Aphorism

Life's a field of flowers

A blogpost is... can be... like a flower.

Update:
OK.

I blogged this at a bouyant moment.

Not all of my moments are like this. One moment specifically, life was a little wispy and something like a shadow loomed overhead. Another time, an anonymous fear made the phrase "chilled my bones" extremely vivid, my stomach writhed. An artist, in the midswing of my career, a youth spent on curiousity, heedless of the cautionary advice of family, hurtling towards... who knows where?

But I remember a scene in the HBO series "Band of Brothers", where the main character made a point to shave in the midst of hell. He shaved to keep it together, to help his fellow soldiers cling to the seemingly vanished normal life. I think it's important to cling to... positivity as long as humanly possible, or perhaps to at least iterate the form of the positive even when the spirit seems to have flown.

There's alot that is not blogged: inside art business, bad behaviour by artworld predators, intimate personal life, much else. Sure that stuff is there, and maybe it will make good material for a late in life memior. But for now, this blog will go on shaving in the foxhole. For you... and mainly for me.

Because no matter how shitty life can be, there are without a doubt moments, many of them, that are like a beautiful sun dappled field of wild flowers. I don't ever want to forget this, even when the shadow looms.