Frederick Asher was the toast of the town, the art exhibition at the prestigious Midler Concorde Museum had art enthusiasts queuing round the block to take a look at the Minimalist work of this unique artist. He had brought a new dimension to the world of art.
His personal experience has been translated to work on canvass. It was well appreciated by the audience who voted him ARTIST OF THE YEAR.
The bride and groom walked towards each other nervously because they hadn’t seen each other since the night they arranged with their cousins to be chaperoned, meet and talk. This was frowned upon by the older members of their families and they were strictly forbidden to meet again. The funny thing, they work together at the hospital, even the workplace they were watched and talking of anything else but their jobs was difficult. They were in love and were prepared to go through this for the two weeks before their wedding. A compromise had been made and theirs was a traditional cum modern marriage, it was not totally arranged.
Luckily the preparations for the wedding was gathering pace so this kept everyone busy. Each day presents kept arriving to the bride’s parents’ house.
Meetings for the smooth running of this event was taking place among those delegated with roles to manage specific areas. Of course, the hard work for the wedding of the year was compensated by the excitement it was creating in the whole town.
When too much of something becomes a problem,
When exposure cannot be controlled at source,
Or controlled along the delivery,
Neither is control achieved at its receipt,
Why oh why do we continue
To continue to have and make substances
That, cause us problems.
Like the drugs damaging our people
Is this all about free will?
Or are we at the point to rein in
“It’s true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” wrote Margaret Wolfe Hungerford.
“I never knew what beauty was until I saw our newborn baby” witness to being said by many a new parent.
Both these quotes show the power of aesthetics.
Someday the rebel in you will grow up,
Then you will consider what parents meant,
When their hearts was in their mouth,
This as it were only happens out of concern,
A colloquial speak that means what it says,
It means well, anxiety and love too.
How festive did you get?
Was it at the office party?
Did you need to drink to be festive?
What about the games and laughter?
Could they have been even more intoxicating?
Which of the two brought happy tears to your eyes?
Or tickled you into a doubled up laughter?
Charades, charades, charades.
What a bountiful precious gift,
To have the love of God Our Father,
We celebrate His immense generosity,
In the person of Our Lord Jesus Christ,
Who brought us the Good News.