Journal entry: on a deliberately UNPLUGGED Sunday evening in the desert…looking through my art…trying not glare at the news about a new radioactive leak being reported. Maybe fantasy works as a temporary cure for mankind’s insanity. I am grateful for having lived so many years without a television. Now I know better and have to take serious breaks from the dang thing.
There’s nothing to keep up with,
nothing to fix,
turning it all off
while ignoring the mix.
Above: tempera on wood- 1998 -San Francisco.
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I couldn’t agree more. Hoorah for unplugged silence. ❤
Sometimes I wonder what it is worth, with so many channels and nothing for my taste. For this reason, I tune it sometimes for the news and turn Youtube into my tv.
I agree! Nature channels often wins out.