On Somethings New

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Those who have watched The Price is Right are familiar with the phrase, “It’s a new car!” For me, It’s a new header! Images from deep space are very meaningful to me – thus a reason why I continue to use them. This one is of the Orion Nebula from the European Southern Observatory. See the Past Headers page for a history of the headers here. On the other hand, the second new item is worthy of an explanation.

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Blogging resembles real life in multiple ways. I’ve always said that the most important decision one makes in life is their choice of people to be around. Blogging is the same way as each of us attract certain types of people – plus we visit certain types of people.

Blogging is also like real life because encounters vary in time. People can suddenly appear, but also vanish as quickly. Others remain loyal for extended time. Why one hosts or visits a blog vary – sometimes known, other times unknown. I think life’s encounters as converging lines whereas some remain close for a long period of time while others are brief encounters that are brought together, then quickly separate.

My links to bloggers were in three different places, thus became inefficient – so I took some time to think about those links and a way to organize them. As everyone knows, there is no one way, but it is important to have a way.

Many of the bloggers who have vanished came to mind. Paulette is from my first year as we interacted in the time leading up to the 2008 presidential election. Starla comes to mind as we frequently chatted to start our mornings. Les (@Best Bathroom Books) was a hoot, and I miss his wit. Even after he stopped blogging, his occasional comments made me smile. Tim Valentine was one who cut to the core in his thoughts.

I recall getting the word that Third Stone from the Sun suddenly died (in his 40s), but at least I knew what happened. Same with Larry (Nutball Gazette).

Others have stopped blogging for whatever reason. While Noeleen, White Lady from the Hood, and others no longer display their blogs – but the blogs from Terry, Rose, Mags, and more are accessible, but remain dormant.

Others have passed through these pages, hung around a while, then move on. Some bloggers are regular commenters, while others frequently visit without commenting. One doesn’t know when other will drop by, but when they do, I smile. There are also those who frequently visit without commenting.

With the above said, I encourage everyone to visit my new BlogRoll page, which accompanies changes on the sidebar. Odds are good that I’ve forgotten someone or provide some incorrect or incomplete information – so feel free to let me know.

On the Artist’s Mind

The past December I searched for a new header for this blog, and readers kindly gave me opinions on the choices I provided. Besides giving the paper some pop, I picked my current header because it is full of life and resembled a vibrant tangle of brain neurons.

Before the input, I favored the one below, and it still intrigues me. Although artists say something in their works, they place greater emphasis on what the viewer sees. Before reading more, pause to stare and think: What do you see in this image? I’ll say more below.

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Besides fitting the site’s color scheme, in this picture I saw aspects of my own life: a thinker, but one at peace; an independent mind away from the masses, to see a different way; a contrarian nature.

Comments on the post and conversations with friends brought for a wide range of thoughts: the thinker, dark, and lost hope. A friend noted the slumped shoulders, no oars, and no signs of motion – signifying lost and going nowhere.
 
So, the next time you find yourself wondering what the originator was saying, don’t be like me trying to figure out the original thought; but concentrate on what you see and think while understanding that someone else has a totally different impression.

Please add your comments on the boat image.

The image is courtesy of Mr. Doubts.