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What I Did
There was a great debate going on about these images, between me and me. Because why? In short, it’s a big change. It’s art. Or, it’s supposed to be. For most of my career I’ve photographed people, places and things. I still do that, but I’ve spent a lot of 2024 working with images like the ones in front of you. If truth be told, I have no idea if they are any good. I won’t know unless I test…
The Art of Emotion: Navigating November's Ups and Downs
It only looks like art. This is the last day of November. It was a big month. The world paused and people like me got depressed, then sad, then angry. The current cabinet choices look like stuff tossed in our kitchen junk drawer. But, this isn’t a political blog so I’ll stop right here. And, leave the country. Kidding. I did say that I might return to “Laskowitz Art.” So, I did. At least for…
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September Sunday
September. September arrived on a Sunday. You know what that means. No more words. I’ll see you tomorrow. On Monday.
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These Are The Days
Colors. You? Are you like a lot of my friends who are wondering where August went? Normally, with the end of August summer’s heat starts to break. Not this summer. Everyplace is hot and only some places are even beginning to cool down. At the farm we had a 48 degree low and everybody went crazy. The humans, the dogs and probably every other living thing. So where did August go? I have no…
Sort of Summer's End
Warm colors. The summer wind came blowin’ in from across the seaIt lingered there to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long, we sang a songAnd then we strolled that golden sandTwo sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kitesThose days and nights they went flyin’ byThe world was new beneath a blue umbrella skyThen softer than a piper man One day it called to youI lost you, I…
The Return
Biggest. Time. I reckoned that it was time to get back to this weird art that I’ve been calling LaskowitzArt, at least its image labels, but it may never exist in the real world. I have to think about it. I still have no idea what I’m going to do with this collection, but I know that I’m going to do something. Is that vague enough for you? I feel like a politician who is running for office…
Magenta Sunday
Sunday Flower. Sunday. A day of rest. For you, but not me. So have a rest. Take a nap. And, I’ll see you on Monday. Tomorrow.
