Days, weeks, then months
and years drift by.
Not always noticeable, or even
memorable, the time behind us
simply accumulates. All in all,
the sum of its parts leads to
a life well-lived, if you take
a moment to notice.
09/10/2024 j.g.l.
Mondays are just young Fridays
It’s not about height
or breadth, or depth.
It is all about perspective.
What limits you?
How far can you see?
To what end do you
appreciate what is in front of you?
Looking back is hindsight
and you have already been there.
Change your point of view.
Look up.
Don’t overlook opportunities.
What are your limits?
09/09/2024 j.g.l.
within
Secrets are rarely as heavy as
the weight we assign to them.
The gravity of circumspect
plays out, time and again. It is
what we carry as we decide
what crosses, or is held within,
our moral divide.
Sit with it for a while, moved
only when memory comes into
play; last night, or the other, or
any other day.
09/05/2024 j.g.l.
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Bearing Witness
Posted on June 26, 2022 by j.g.lewis
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I was fortunate over the past week, blessed even, to take in the stunning contemporary exhibition of art and artifacts currently on display at the Art Gallery of Ontario.
The exhibition — a collection of collections — celebrates the art of everyday life in the moment, at the time, as it was; and the way it was.
More than nostalgic, I AM HERE pulls at the memories of certain styles and trends, movements and moments.
On display are lists, photographs, home movies, illustrations and paintings, sound and sights and everyday stuff culturally relevant to a history that makes us aware of whom we are now. You are not just viewing art; you are bearing witness.
I AM HERE, a pandemic project by the AGO, is an exhibition that gets you thinking, feeling, and remembering. I’ve been twice, already, and will go back again (and again).
06/26/2022 j.g.l.
