I don't think that anyone could have represented the carelessness of a summer day better than Georges Seurat. In numerous works of bathers and beaches, he broke down the many stimuli of the outside world using the pointillist method in order to present a visual representation of one cohesive world. Here we are standing on the edge of summer, and all the things that stay on my mind ("tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow," as Macbeth once said after his wife's death) dissipate and I too find myself careless, pleasantly drunk, and happy. Spending the day poolside and slowly sipping Midori coladas with my bests was the only way that I could have pictured any day such as this. We shed our skin and let the sun sink in, shower away the day and run ourselves into night. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm happily on my way.
take only what you need from it.
1 comment:
today was as beautiful as that painting. i love you!
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