Saturday, March 15, 2008

A memory and a thought.

Today was a hot humid day,only the cool sea breeze brought any relief from the heat,I was glad to be inside that tall cool old building that once held the real life drama's of power and law.

The old court house long retired from its ghastly punishments and torments now provides a haven for artists and environmentalists,now the echoing rooms hold laughter,creativity,good intentions and gentle spirits.

I marveled at how my paintings came to life as they hung snugly against the old concrete walls,it fascinated me to see them look so warm and vibrant in the filtered light that streamed in through the tall arched windows,it gave them a new life,a warmth that I hadn't noticed before.

As the people filed in and out during the day I wondered what it had been like one hundred and twenty years ago when men and women were brought there to meet justice,were there the judgmental crowds gathered around to relish the comeuppance of the supposed criminals,surely justice then was bleak and guilt decided well before a trial,how different things are today.

I sat silently in that grand old building with its long history,marveling at its regal beauty and greatful that it now served a much nicer purpose than the horrors it once housed ,it is a place that can stir a memory and a thought to any who pass through its is great arched door ways.

Tomorrow my exhibition there will come to a close until next year,but I know I will wander back into that old building that is so dear to me,I will go to see every exhibit no matter what theme for it will give me the excuse to visit that wonderful old place that is now close to my heart.

Unknown Author: Quotes on Reflection
Seeing yourself as you want to be is the key to personal growth.

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