Wild is the wind

Love me, love me, love me, love me
Say you do
Let me fly away
With you
For my love is like
The wind
And wild is the wind
Wild is the wind
Give me more
Than one caress
Satisfy this
Hungriness
Let the wind
Blow through your heart
For wild is the wind
Wild is the wind …

(David Bowie)

I
sometimes
feel attracted
by
weird things.

Things
like
decay,
colors,
rust,
trashcans
and more.

Guess,
others
wouldn’t
even
notice
them.

For me
they
often
have
a hidden
aesthetics.

That’s
what
I want
to show
with
this
Blog.

That art
is
everywhere,
not only
in
a museum
or
a gallery.

Art
and beauty
are
around us,
part
of our
every day
world.

We
can
sometimes
find one
or
both,
where we
didn’t
expect them
even
on
a trashcan.

All
we need
to do
is
to open
our eyes
and look.

(Day 164/365)