This donut, you must know will do the following if you consume it:
This donut will keep you from having the perfect body, this donut will keep you from finding true love, inner peace and the perfect relationship with the perfect person who we will assume has not consumed this donut.
This donut will, if it passes your lips will keep you from getting the perfect job, from climbing mountains from seeing the word from being praised and loved and cherished by your fellow human beings and – horror upon horror, especially your Facebook Friends!
This donut,so pure, so tasty so delightful to the eye will corrupt every single hope and dream you have ever had.
I ate two of them a few days ago and this is what happened.
I had some great laughs, my dog did great learning his lessons, I started reading a book about the man who discovered Uranus and I took some great pictures.
Plus I did some writing that I was happy with right out of the gate.
I suppose my life would have been really great had I not scarfed those tasty donuts. I would have been desirable, I would have known perfection and what it’s like to be a complete and perfect human being- pure of mind, body and spirit.
Let me tell you though, the poem I wrote said exactly what I wanted to say.
I learned that William Herschel is a true inspiration to anyone who wants to bring art and science and music into their lives and that you can do it on your own with books, with study and participating and engaging with other people with enthusiasm and patience.
I learned from reading about Herschel that little things like failure are a nuisance- and that they are not life ending deal breakers.
I ate those donuts and mind and body came through the experience, can you believe it?
My dog still loves me with those donuts in my ignorant gut and my cat did not kill me when I accidentally hit his murder button and my friends and family did not shun me.
So yes, I did eat the donut.
Therefore I will never know perfection . I have consumed sugar and fat and chemicals sneaked into my food by Big Pharma and made by bakers who probably don’t ride bikes instead off driving cars and sold in a building owned by people who dare to leave their carbon footprints all over a planet that will be consumed by the Sun when it finally gives up the ghost.
I am told I should be ashamed and okay I probably was for two entire seconds- or however long it took me to get the donut out of the wrapper and into my mouth.
In that moment, I am being made to understand, I destroyed every and any small chance I ever had at making myself acceptable in the sight of my fellow humans.
When I go out on my Art Walks, my favorite artwalk companion is my dog, Hamish Macbeth:
Photo: A.M. Moscoso
I know that when most people go on Art Walks, cheese and wine are involved.
My idea of a an Art Walk is me grabbing Hamish’s leash and telling him, ” Come on Hamish, let’s go find us some art.”
Art, as you know is everywhere- it’s in a weather worn fence, a carefully designed garden or a yard gone wild.
What I like about taking my art walks with that when I see art, Hamish doesn’t look at it and say, ” Gee, I don’t know if I’d call that art.”
He just looks at it, sniffs it, licks it and walks away.
Art can be art and I can enjoy it, absorb it and take a picture.
It is what it is.
Photo: A.M. Moscoso
This is the Art me and Hamish found this weekend. It’s sort of related to the art I found last weekend.
Here it is:
Photo: A.M. Moscoso “Dinosaur”
Photo: A.M Moscoso ” Abstract In Chalk”
And this is my favorite:
Photo: A.M. Moscoso ” The Warning “
I felt like Indiana Jones, walking around this play field looking for Chalk art. When I found it I was pretty excited. Like I discovered something important before it disappeared.
Photo A.M. Moscoso
This is what I’ve learned about Art on my walks with Hamish Macbeth:
Art is everywhere and it’s in everything- you just have to be willing to let it happen in you head without telling it what it is- but the licking and sniffing part- I’d leave that part of the experience out.