Morning at the UST Botanical Garden
Dr Abe V Rotor
An On-the-Spot Painting at the UST Botanical garden by the author,
with the tallest tree Alstonia scholaris, locally known as dita. as subject.
Morning at the UST Botanical Garden
It is misty, it is foggy, here at the garden,or it must be smog in the city air;and the early rays pierce through like spears,yet this is the best place for a lair.
But the artist must be provoked, challenged;for peace can't make a masterpiece;only a troubled soul do rise where others fall,where ease and good life often miss.
This lair is where the action is, the battlefield,where pure and polluted air meet,where a garden in a concrete jungle reigns,where nature's trail ends in a street.
Art, where is art, when the message is unclear,colors, colors, what color is blind faith?what color is rage, what color is change?colors be humble - black is your fate. ~
1 comment:
In the last part of this blog, I saw the prayer. I realized that where you come from is where you will end up in the end. We came from nature and when we pass away, we go back to its loving arms. We just forget to be thankful when we are still alive.
SALAVERIA, Ria
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