This tale by Mike Steeden is one of the most imaginative stories I have ever read.
Using street art, I will present a feel that moves along with the book’s official blurb.
‘A book of mind boggling time-travel,
feverish sex, syrupy romance,
ho hum history,
a dark future, The Moon,
Paris and Berlin,
human consciousness, infinity,
a tongue in cheek take on all things carnal,
art for art’s sake
and three thoroughly mad yet oh so delightful gals’
I drew one a one-eyed blue-eyed cat, for Mike. Mike, Eye’m sure this is nothing you ever imagined. However, after reading “The Blue-Eyed Cat”, which I thoroughly enjoyed,I was inspired to this! Also, I believe the video below is apropos.
Should “The Blue-Eyed Cat” take your fancy it can be found at;
Francina asks, “Why don’t we all share the light as a sign of hope? We can do this by posting for instance an image of a candle, a lamp, the light of a lighthouse etc. etc. in a blog post with the heading: Share the Light.”
Many of our blog pals have posted a “Share the Light” and Francina has reblogged them. I hope more join in with a post, and don’t forget to link to Francina’s blog!
She quotes the refrain from Leonard Cohen’s ANTHEM (1982) For those who don’t know it, here is the poet, himself. His opening statement also applies today.
The birds they sang At the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what Has passed away Or what is yet to be Yeah the wars they will Be fought again The holy dove She will be caught again Bought and sold And bought again The dove is never free
Ring the bells (ring the bells) that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in
We asked for signs The signs were sent The birth betrayed The marriage spent Yeah the widowhood Of every government Signs for all to see
I can’t run no more With that lawless crowd While the killers in high places Say their prayers out loud But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up A thundercloud And they’re going to hear from me
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in
You can add up the parts You won’t have the sum You can strike up the march There is no drum Every heart, every heart to love will come But like a refugee
Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in Ring the bells that still can ring (ring the bells that still can ring) Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in That’s how the light gets in That’s how the light gets in
Who ever thought the food industry could become a dangerous business?
We gotta eat, right?
I sit and think how grateful I am for everything so many are doing to keep life rolling along this very bumpy Coronavirus road.
Bakers still bake bread.
Deliveries need to be made to store, and direct to homes. Truckers with big rigs and drivers in vans are all more important than ever, now.
I’m thankful for First Responders: Firefighters, EMS & Police.
Thank you to farmers who must keep our food growing!
Public transportation is still running in Toronto, but there’s not a lot of riders, as people work from home a lot these days.
Someone has to drive these things, and I thank them!
There’s more! Pharmacists, Sanitation workers, Postal workers, public works such as water, electricity and many I can’t think of right now….OH! the wine store workers. Thank you! Let me know in comments who I missed, and I will add them!
What’s that saying I hear a lot of these days? “We’ll all get through this, together!”