An idea, a thought, an anecdote, a story or a poem a day!

While enjoying the two exhibitions, Know My Name , by Aboriginal women artists and,   Botticelli to  Van Gogh, famous European artists,  at the  National Gallery  in  Canberra , I was thinking, these paintings, painted by people from another time, and another place  Cultures apart! Countries apart! Continents apart Centuries apart appeal to so many of us,  gathered here  These Pictures Stories Songs bringing us together What is in them, which appeals to every heart,  A common thread of beauty,  a shared definition of grace,  a collective consciousness of decency,   which I hope remain stronger than the ties of trade, the ropes of rivalry, and our global internationalisation!  Yes, if art be the soul of human life,  carry on!

  Right to or left to die   She awaits at the curb of life for the road stretching beyond to fork into two directions! The right to or left to!  Y es, one day at a time,   she knows at least that much!!  “What would it be today”, she wonders! A day with the morning easy and the afternoon comfortable The actions less painful, and the acts pain free! The things, the people, the room, the window, less dark, and more of a blur Moving shadows, hands touching her, soft and not demanding, but caring!! Or would it be a day, she thinks,  completely dark but crystal clear,  showing her all the scars and scabs of life, peeling away into the days and nights which crowd her mind!  the only thing that she remembers is  the pain travelling from her body  to her spine, and from  her mind  subsiding into , if you believe in these type of things, her soul!! And what she can do is, walk one step at a time, till it is time!...