Y’All Crazy

This guy’s shirt says it all. 

Y’All Crazy!

The longer I’m around and see the world “in action,” the more convinced I am that it’s true enough!

Sorry world, I wish it wasn’t so.  πŸ˜‰

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Colorful City Living Wall Mural

Great colorful city living wall mural. 

This is a snippet from a larger mural at a local kosher eatery.  

Houses, people, cars, water, flowers, and trees. 

Happy pappy and nicely done!  πŸ˜‰

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

WTF Is It?

Art but what the heck:

Do these thingamajigs represent people standing tall and with arms raised high?

Are you supposed to hang things off of it like jewelry?

Can you place on it reminder notes or small pictures using push pins?

Then again maybe it’s a toy for a child or even a pet?

In the end, all I can say is WFT is it?

Perhaps that’s what the meaning of art is!Β  πŸ˜‰

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

The Contrarians

It’s funny, you have this beautiful ocean and waves coming in, but some people turn their backs on it and face the other way.

I get that they are wanting to get a tan, but to me their still missing it!

There are always those that will go against the norm.

That’s the Bell-Shaped Curve for you in action.  πŸ˜‰

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Comfy Legs

Those legs look comfy in the chair. 

Cross, uncross, cross. 

Of course, the dress pants and shoes aren’t so comfortable. 

Do clothes really make the wo/man?

Here, there’s no real clothes or should I say person to speak of.Β 

Clothes is better than a fig leaf for Adam and Eve.

Much of clothing is just “look your best” and try to “feel good” vanity.

The soul is what really makes the person.  πŸ˜‰

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Her Name Is Coco

Her name is Coco. 

And her standup hair says it (sideways).  

The blue stars over her eye lashes are pretty cool too. 

When she opens her eyes, she comes to life. 

Do you want to meet her?

A robot, mannequin, virtual reality or perhaps the future of humanity. πŸ˜‰

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

He Ain’t Heavy

Reminds me of the song:

“He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother!”

For some reason, I remember the children back in the day (I grew up at the height of the feminist movement) saying instead: “She’s my brother.”

I used to think what the heck did that mean?

20/20 hindsight, but I guess a spoof on gender roles already many moons ago. 

Now I hear identity as he, she, ze/zir.

Either way, the person ain’t heavy.  πŸ˜‰

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)