Painting the World

I always love when I find something old that is new to paint. To me, a rusting old truck in a field isn’t just an inspiration for art, it is art. Even the simple design that placed heavy metal bars at the front end, or created a divided windshield, gives clues about perceptions of technology, its purpose, and the accompanying aesthetic meant to polish the harshness of function. When I see the speeding lines of traffic roll by, too rushed to give a care, I wonder if they have ever turned off that place within themselves that allows for the appreciation of beauty in simple things.