Photos by Myra Lambino-Ramos (all-original), aerial tramway, Palm Springs, August 2009
Month: August 2009
Happy weekend
I thought this entire set-up of an art piece was quaint; it had an Egyptian copper sculpture artifact in the shape of a hand in the middle.
Then i looked closely at the painting, which looked like the number 4; looked hard and saw wooden planks of a burning building falling with two people running away from them. Well, i tilted my head this way and stretched my imagination before i saw it; it really just looked like the number 4. And then, below, i saw the familiar, wispy, light brown soft hair of a four-year old. It’s his hand, it’s not an Egyptian sculpture. He’s four. He’s holding out the number four with his fingers. it probably means… he likes the painting, i’m guessing.
Happy weekend sweetie (what’s left of the weekend).
(photo by Myra Lambino-Ramos, all-original. Palm Springs
Art Museum, Aug. 2009)
The People’s Warrior by Eman Lacaba
The people’s warrior is an athlete:
A mountain-climber, not because it
Is there, but because the masses are there.
He is an acrobat: balancing himself
On fallen trunks of trees that bridge rivers
And monstrous waterfalls of certain death,
Like a tightrope dancer. The people’s warrior
Is an actor: on the stage of revolution;
An actor of sincerity, for the masses
Are the best critics, can read faces and bodies
And know when you speak the truth, or are just
Hamming. The people’s warrior is, oh yes,
A comedian: making the masses see the paradoxes,
The irony, of their condition –
The contradiction between he who is ruled but sweats
And him who rules without a sweat from his
Cushioned car and office and marble toilet seat;
The people’s warrior inspires the masses to march
Forward to battle cheerfully, but with all
Determination; he clowns, to make the masses feel
At home with him, who is of them
And for them – for the first time one armed
But not abusive, the people’s warrior.
– Eman Lacaba
