Wisdom Wednesdays – Acceptance



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Be Like Bacon – Francis Bacon (Knowledge is Power)



BLW Production Presents: Super Saiyan from Extra MSG by Ryan Fu (Dedicated to my love of Dragonball Z)

Dragon Ball Z: Season 1 [Blu-ray]

Poetry Mondays – Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night (Dylan Thomas)


When Worlds Collide

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Author Notes

DT’s father was going blind when DT wrote this poem. The dying of the light is a reference to darkness and being blind.

Photo Credit: http://www.davemorrowphotography.com

The Poems of Dylan Thomas, New Revised Edition [with CD]

Artsy Fartsy – Follow your Dreams (Banksy)



Banksy’s Follow Your Dreams piece appeared in the Chinatown district of Boston in May of 2010. The image displays a fatigued painter beside the painted words “Follow Your Dreams” in capital letters. The phrase becomes secondary to the word “Cancelled,” which is sprawled across the empowering message. Banksy gives the male painter a typical black and white color, while the initial words appear in a green tint. The word “Cancelled” is done in white capital letters housed by a red rectangle, resembling a stamp. The placement of this work on Essex Street, in the low-income district of Boston, gives the piece a deeper meaning, a commentary on class stratification.

Location: Boston

Banksy Grafitti Art Super Pack 10 Canvas Art Prints 14X18

Artsy Fartsy – The Tank Man (Tiananmen Square) by Charlie Cole



Tiananmen Square , a large open city square located in the heart of Beijing in China. On June 5th 1989 , the morning after a truly horrific massacre, an event occured that has been widely recognised as a key moment in the 20th Century. A column of Type 59 tanks of the People’s Liberation Army were moving to exit the area via Chang’an Avenue. A long figure dressed in white and black and carrying two shopping bags stood defiantly in the middle of the road. The tank column halted. The lone individual signalled to the tanks with his bags. They waited, but the man would not budge. The lead tank then tried to drive around the man, who simply side stepped to move in front of the tank once again. After several more attempts to drive around, the man stepping into the tanks’ path every time, the column turned off their engines. The unidentified man then climbed onto the lead tank, and appeared to converse with a few crew members through several of the tanks ports and hatches. After he stepped down and away from the column , the commander of the lead vehicle appeared out of his cupola, and after a short pause the other tanks started their engines and began to roll forward again. No sooner had this happened, ‘tank man’ once again placed himself in front of the lead tank, resuming the stand off. Shortly after, two figures dressed in blue appeared and led the man away.

I’ve chosen to show the uncropped version of the picture here, as it shows just how long the tank column was, and how many tanks and soldiers were present. ‘Tank man’ is visible in the bottom left.


Studio B Tiananmen Square Poster

Be Like Bacon – Francis Bacon (Take Action)



Poetry Mondays – June 14, 1848 by Leigh Stein [The Oregon Trail]

[Oregon Trail was one of my favorite games to play back in computer class in high school,

so finding a poem about it brought back fond memories of not finishing my class work

as I happily shoot buffaloes as everyone in my camp dies.]


Weather: hot. Health: fair.
Dear Diary, had to leave the baby
behind because she wouldn’t eat.

Sent Jon out to shoot a buffalo,
but he said they all looked so peaceful
he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Figures. We’ll all be dead soon
enough. Waiting for the Indian
to get here so we can cross

the river. June 15, 1848
Weather: still hot. Health: same.
Dear Diary, Chastity’s doll

drowned. She wanted to dive
in after it, but I reminded her
that she doesn’t know how to swim.


Dove in anyway. Another one lost.
Jon says he’ll skin us a buffalo
so we have something to eat, but

only if the buffalo has recently
died of natural causes. Get
a grip, Jon, I told him.

June 16: wagon broke.
Eating wild blackberries while
we wait for another wagon

party to come by and help.
Jon has gone off on his own
to meditate and ask forgiveness

of the earth. Prudence might
have dysentery. Figures.
June 17: Some days

I feel like I’m just a character
in a game played by a sick,
sick person, who has sent me

on this journey only to kill all
my loved ones along the way.
June 18: help came, but

in the night they stole our oxen.
Guess we’ll just have to walk
to Oregon now. Are you there,

God? It’s me, Mary Jane.
Send me some oxen and
a son who likes to shoot things.

June 19: Lost Prudence
to dysentery. Should we
eat her? Tough question.


June 20: another river!
You have got to be kidding!
June 21: Managed to swim

across with diary on top
of my head so it wouldn’t
get wet. Jon and I have found

a tribe of Indians who will let us
stay with them. At least,
we think that’s what they said.

We don’t speak their language.
They seem to have indicated that
tonight we must follow them,

blindfolded, into a grove of trees,
and in the addled darkness our
dead will return and speak to us.

Dispatch from the Future: Poems

Artsy Fartsy – A Wooded Path In Autumn by Hans Anderson Brendekilde (We Love the Seasons!!!)



Hans Christian Andersen Brendekilde (7 April 1857 in Brændekilde at Odense – 30 March 1942 in Jyllinge) was a Danish painter.

Brendekilde was trained stonemason’s apprentice, became models and later admitted to the Academy. Here he met L.A. Ring, who also came from the village environment. In his debut work from the village from 1882 was just the village environment theme. Later, he also social realism | social-realist works such as worn out from 1889, depicting a farm laborer who is collapsed on the field.

Brendekilde reached later that very idyllic rural life. As his images of the grandmother who looks at children playing in the garden.

Hans Anderson Brendekilde A Wooded Path In Autumn 27×20 [Kitchen]

Artsy Fartsy [Halloween Style] – Saturn Devouring His Son (Francisco Goya)



In Roman myth, based heavily on the Greek myth, the father of the Gods devours his own children to ensure none greater than himself ever comes into being. It is this act of child murder that Goya has painted. The painting was never meant for public consumption, as it was painted on the wall of his house alongside several other grim paintings known collectively as ‘The Black Paintings.’ Some see the painting as a comment on the aging process that must have been playing out in the aging artist’s mind. Of the Black Paintings which Goya completed the other most famous work is probably his Witches’ Sabbath.

Saturn devouring one of his children is on display in the Museo del Prado in Madrid.

Black Paintings – Saturn Devouring His Son – Canvas Art Print Reproduction