May 29, 2001: Art imitates reality

A painting appeared over the weekend—a man and woman, standing in each other’s arms. They’ve no faces, not even a world of lets pretend. Melted, their dreams, reaching out but not within the realms of lets pretend. The rising sun behind them could easily be a setting moon—for each new day is spent looking forward with every attempt not to spoil each other. What’s wrong is based on reality—what’s right is hidden like their faces. Without each other, the sun lives, it’s shadows stealing no mans breath yet creating silhouettes of two standing as one below a halo because they refused to play lets pretend.