View from my bedroom window ...with the artistic licence of zooming between the two small cottages that block my view. I love the sun sparkling on the river.
This made me think about art - and how it is not meant to reproduce life, but to represent it. I often wonder who decides that one painting is "good" while another is average, but when you look at a great painting next to one with less appeal, it is clear. There is a certain , indefinable difference that draws you to it and makes you think and feel. I'm thinking about art because I am about to attend the first lesson of an art course at Newtown (my favourite suburb of Sydney). I guess I'll "just show up" and "start anywhere"!