They say we are different... They also say we are all the same...
I agree with the first "They" and the other "They" too.
What Diversity we have and what Oneness we have... The beauty of roots, stems, branches... The strength of heads, hands and feet...
The Joy of Birth, Journeys, Learning, Sharing and Being...
Again, Colors, Textures, Taste and Smell!
Oh, how we are so different, yet the same... if only we knew...
Then we'd Embrace, Love and Be!
And They Built... and Built...
Food is Art... Art is Food
I will play here with what I find
From the Farmer's Market...
...the neighborhood grocery store
Sourced Locally or flown in...
...From my kitchen or from yours...
If you would let me...
Raw, Cooked, Baked, Steamed,
Braised, Roasted... Whatever works.
The art in Food and the food in Art...
...Colors, Texture, Taste, Smell...
The Process... The Passion...
The Perception... The Preference.
Food and Art
The Fusion!
Candids of Humanity …
… Faces, Hands, Feet, Mouths, Fingers...
Interactions, Reactions, Perceptions...
Passive, Active, Inactive, Reactive...
Emotions, Passion, Empathy, Sympathy...
Lifestyle, Reality, Distance, Proximity...
People I know, People I do not know,
Humanity in all its color...
Black and White…
…I think Minimalism
I think of a decluttered world,
With the riches intact
Complexities without complications…
I think of epic moments that evoke transient emotions
Nostalgia
Déjà vu
Reminisces
I also think of hope for the future…
Renaissance
Restoration
Freedom
Black & White…
A Juxtaposition of the past & future…
…in the present!
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"An unexpected or casual meeting with someone or something."
Music
Book Reading
Concerts
Plays
Movies
The Streets
Road Trips
We encounter Them... They Encounter Us...
If I could make it, I would express it…
But, right here …I revel in the wonder and uniqueness; I appreciate the gifts and the Giver. The beauty of THOSE who make this mystery come alive; Whose passion stoke our fire… Whose hard work defy mediocrity
A divine expression of everything and then, some… A fusion, Of Inanimate objects that speak … and humans that electrify silence
Intricacies of Sounds; Complexities of notes; Renaissance of beats; Complications of Emotions; Rhythms and desires; Of Tales and Experiences
In Music, we would rather adore than abhor… Yet, it’s never that simple. Like Food, It feeds us… Yet, We are never full! Indeed. We come back for more… To be livened, To be satiated and quite simply… To Stay alive!
Yes… Music… The Sound … The movement, to my Soul… But, here, Right now….we celebrate the makers … And their Maker!