DEAR MR LOTTO ….

Dear Mr Lotto.

When are you going to pick the six numbers that I choice on your piece of paper each week? When you do, I am going to open up an art gallery. Why? Well yesterday I had a real treat. K was setting up her exhibition with the trusty help of M. I had the privilege of being taken there. I have always had the dream of opening up a gallery, not necessarily a big one, but one that has real art work jewels.  Looking at K’s work reinforced this desire. A gallery where the world can come and stare, and buy if there want. A place where people leave enthused and refreshed.  A place where K’s art would always be on display. A place where M would come and rehang the pictures straight.

One can but dream. (no VAT on dreams yet, that's why I have a lot)

A CRINKLY PROBLEM

If you wanted to make a crinkle you probably would not be able to do so. I have been trying to spray paint a couple of picture frames white. Try as I might, using different makes and types of primers and paints, I always end up with some crinkling. To me this particular crinkle looks good and I feel some sort of inspiration creeping up. But I just wish the crinkle was not on the frame.

Hay-hoe such is life in the slow lane. (it is a first class crinkle though)

LOVE, BOTH SIMPLE AND COMPLEX.

We recently had the kitchen decorated and when replacing the objects and pictures my wife Patricia walked around the room holding a heart shape made from twigs, or willow(not sure which but some form of dried organic material). The heart was my wife’s Mother’s Day present from my daughter Kathryn.  We found a suitable place and a fixed a hook to the wall and hung it. There it stayed for a couple of weeks and I passed it several times a day but it never really came into my field of vision.  I am now recovering from a knee operation and my normal Billy Wiz speed of moving around has been somewhat retarded.  Yesterday I stopped and looked at the heart shape and started thinking about the meaning of it.  

The heart shape is the universal symbol for love. A very simple shape.  I then reflected that love can be simply defined but there are so many differing types of love that we all encounter sometimes in lives. There is the Love we have for our Mother, the Love we have for our Father, the Love we have for our for our wives or husbands or partners, the Love we have for our sons and daughters, the Love we have for our Friends, the Love we have for our Neighbours, the Love we have for our Pets and Animals, the Love we have for our God, the Love we have for Life and not forgetting the Love we have for the Arts.

The strange thing is that whenever is see a Tee shirt which uses the heart shape as part if its slogan I always read the slogan as -

I heart London or I heart New York.

I then have to replace heart with love; I have to do it every time.

I need a tee shirt with the slogan –

I heart (love) the person stood next to me holding my hand (but I do not always show it, sorry)

The way this heart wall hanging is made also reminded that Love is often complex, often complex beyond our rational understanding yet we all accept that Love is a basic life element, a passion beyond the earth, the wind and the fire. Sometimes with us but not know or understood by us, sometimes sadly missing. The way the hanging is made reminds that Love has its twists and turns, we cannot see where it starts or where it ends, where it is taking us to, it is interlaced, intertwining going this way and that way.  

To me this simple wall hanging represent Love in both its simple and complex forms.

Love is free, we do not pay any taxes on, let’s keep it circulating.

Love is exciting, if we let it be.

Long Live Love!