Sour Wine

Sour Wine
Sour Wine

Sour Wine is what they drank,
now the people go their separate way home.
This one hurries to the right, others gather flowers to hold for the long walk.
One woman crosses the boundary between what she knows and what she was told.
A new experience,
A free expression of acceptance.
How is her openness received?
A river of happy waters wash away their differences
and refresh a once harsh, dry land.

I'm one of those people who can't keep up with the news because it makes me angry. It's as if people don't learn from their mistakes.  I am very well aware that there are mad men and paranoid mannequins that display no other human emotion outside of hate. Why would I watch the news? I can guess there's been a mass shooting. I'm sure there's activity by a group hell bent on havoc, and another trying to keep up with their own brand of carnage. I don't need the news to tell me just how hateful people are. 

Sour Wine d2I will not find human connection on a television screen. I seriously doubt TV these days would focus on such a thing. It's offline, no WiFi, no gadgets, that I find connection and people willing to express something more than hate.

Can you imagine standing in a diverse room with your heart beating fast because you don't know if others will see you for who you are instead of who they were told you are? How does that feel? There's nervousness. You want to excuse yourself and just about do until someone holds out their hand, smiles and say, "Hi, my name is......" And the evening goes well from there because someone took the leap to break the boundary between what we know and what we think we know.

Art Title: Sour Wine
Art by: Faith Magdalene Austin
Medium: Acrylic, crackle medium, ink,
Size: 6 x 9 inches on paper, sealed, signed on the front and back, mounted.
Style: Conceptual Abstract

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