February 12, 2005

In the wee hours of every morning the cat,(Tomi), gets to wanting a early morning snack. He usually gets it by pushing on one of the sliding closet doors. It has a little slack in the track and when he pushes on it and lets go it bangs. After a bang or two I or Glenda usually get up and put him a small handful of his food in his bowl in the other room. Then we close the door to the bedroom to keep him out. This trick has worked for him a long time but this morning around 4:00 a.m. we both ignored it. That was a mistake, he took a more drastic action. He jumped right on to the middle of my prone body. That sealed the deal good.

After taking care of the chore and shutting the door sleep didn't seem to want anything to do with us so we turned on the TV. Watching that tube and some of the broadcasts sure did depress me. I know that I don't measure up in many areas but this morning it was bought to my attention my absolute inability to appreciate fine art. "The Gates" were being promoted this morning. A work of art that took 26 years and an estimated 21 million dollars of the artist's own money to complete. What a sight those 7,500 gates were. Really a waste comes to my, stuck in lowly tiered un-aristocratic mind. My lack of measurement all hurt but my inability to appreciate art dealt me a terrific blow.

The display will only be up for 16 days but they're expecting somewhere around 80 million tourist dollars to be spent in NY as the normal folks that know how to really appreciate art come boiling in to walk the park and admire the gates.

I feel so inadequate! The only thing that I've found to lessen my pain is one part of a sentence from an article I found on the Gates. "The calculated hucksterism is off-putting to some critics, who contend "The Gates" doesn't really meet the dictionary definition of art anyway." It doesn't help much but every little bit counts. Woe is me!

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We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiastic about. ~Charles Kingsley