I’ll just post the pics to show the progress. It’s hard to type, my fingers are so sore and rough!
This one came from my good friend Adrian in France (Petitbricoleur). He has a wry sense of humor, and made one naughty suggestion I rejected – but this is the one that was quite an easy mark for me. I’ve been wanting to use the last line for a while. Google “split infinitive examples” to see why. (Yes, I’m a recovering Trekkie.)
The finite minds, our life’s reality.
The bony skulls – within, the brain so soft
dives us in atoms, and the skies aloft
yet cannot comprehend infinity.
We promise we will love forevermore –
infinity of time that’s also lost
to understanding. We don’t feel the cost
of setting sail when there’s no further shore
to land on. Is this all there is? This sea?
This sky? This light? This wind that blows us on
and on and no release from what has gone?
We must be, and cannot choose not to be.
And when at last my immortal soul is free,
I’ll smile, and boldly split infinity.
This one is a sibling of Night Storm II – same refractured watercolor, I probably painted it with some of the same acrylics on the palette, but an utterly different shape and feel. I’ve named it Nebula I because I like it so much I’m sure there will be a Nebula II at some point. This one could truly be hung any way up, as long as you don’t mind the direction of the signature.
The Fédération Aéronautique Internationale has demarcated the Karman Line – which lies at an altitude of 100 kilometers (330,000 feet; 62 miles) above the Earth’s sea level – as the boundary where space begins. But, NASA spokesperson Dan Huot explains from a physical science’s perspective that “there is no hard-definable point where space begins; the atmosphere…