Monday, March 30, 2015

Armageddon Ticking

Armageddon Ticking
Overcrowded Earth, Manila 

Armageddon in human hands released,
piece by piece ticking with the clock;
innocence denied, sanity defied
to the final shock.

Time capsules all into infinity:
pleasure and pain, evil and goodness -
all that is on planet earth,
into emptiness.

It's Sodom revived, so with the Flood
and Vesuvius a thousand times;
and in war none but the innocent
is the price.

And the god in man and man in God
in futile struggle comes to end
the earth shall be no longer,
so with a heaven.

Fabled paradise shall be no more,
lost and regained, and finally gone;
Then a new world shall rise - perhaps
without man. ~ 

Author's Note:
I photographed this aerial View of Manila harbor aboard Pal flight from Roxas City to Manila August 6, 2012

Waterfall - Link of Land and Sky, Like Body and Soul

Dr Abe V Rotor

Waterfall painting in acrylic, by AVRotor 2015

Reach the sky through the waterfall,
     from cloud to rain down the stream,
cascading, tumbling, in a column,
     link of reality and ones dream. 

And down the river of no return
     meandering  through the valley,
seeking its destination the sea 
     in a never ending story. 

Life is like that of the waterfall 
     link of time and space and all, 
with neither beginning nor end, 
     the essence of body and soul. ~  

Global Warming in Painting, Fiction and Mythology

 Dr A V Rotor
 Fiery Cyclone in the Sky 

It is a storm but its eye is not of calm,
sultry but neither coy nor kind;
seeking a home of its own to settle down,
like the monster of Frankenstein. 

Man-made Forest Fire (AVR 2015)

Prometheus defied of his gift of fire to man
by man himself unrelenting in greed,
adoring Midas and other gods on Zeus side;
  Hercules in our midst is what we need.

Note: In Greek mythology, Prometheus stole fire from the supreme god Zeus and gave it to man for the betterment of his life. As punishment, he was bound in an island and tortured by a flesh-eating eagle. He was later rescued by Hercules.   

Remembering Mother Nature Suffering this Lenten Season 2: Nature Crucified

"I am Nature crucified, hungry, thirsty, imprisoned, naked, abandoned – wishing some souls to stop, look and listen." AVR

Dr Abe V Rotor 
Living with Nature - School on Blog
Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid (People's School-on-Air) with Ms Melly C Tenorio
738 DZRB AM Band, 8 to 9 evening class, Monday to Friday []

                                                            Silhouette of a tree skeleton, Manila

I am Nature crucified, Paradise lost to my own guardian
whom my Creator assigned custodian of the living earth;

I am Nature crucified by loggers, my kin and neighbors 
annihilated, forever removed from their place of birth;

I am Nature crucified by slash-and-burn farming dreaded
- once lush forests now bare, desertification their fate;

I am Nature crucified, greedy men with giant machines
take hours to destroy what I built for thousands of years;

I am Nature crucified in the name of progress, countries 
vying for wealth and power, fighting among themselves; 

I am Nature crucified, rivers are dammed, lakes dried up,
swamps drained, estuaries blocked, waterways silted;

I am Nature crucified, the landscape littered with wastes,
gases into the air form acid rain, and thin the ozone layer;

I am Nature crucified, flora and fauna losing their natural
gene pools by selective breeding and genetic engineering;

I am Nature crucified, the earth is in fever steadily rising,
ice caps and glaciers melting, raising the level of the sea;  

I am Nature crucified, privacy and rest becoming a luxury
in a runaway population living on fast lanes, and rat race.  

I am Nature crucified, inequitable distribution of wealth
the source of conflict, greed and poverty, unhappiness;

I am Nature crucified by the promise of heaven in afterlife,
the faithful restrained to regain Paradise while on earth.

I am Nature crucified by scholars of never ending debates,
on the goodness of the human race in fraternal praises;

I am Nature crucified by the many denominations of faith,
pitting God against one another in endless proselytizing;

I am Nature crucified by licenses of freedom in extremism,
human rights and democracy - tools of inaction and abuse;   

I am Nature crucified by mad scientists splitting the atom,
building cities, tearing the earth, probing ocean and space;

I am Nature crucified by capitalism, consumerism its tool
to stir economy worldwide, wastefulness it consequence;

I am Nature crucified by the unending pursuit of progress,
the goal and measure of superiority, nation against nation;

I am Nature crucified by man’s folly to become immortal:
cryonics, cloning, robotics - triumvirates for singularity.

I am Nature crucified, hungry, thirsty, imprisoned, naked,
abandoned – wishing some souls to stop, look and listen. ~   

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Landscape Therapy

"… when the curtain is lifted and the horizon rolls on with life passing this way but once, yet it’s more than destiny, more than eternity."
Painting and Poem by Dr Abe V Rotor

Landscape Therapy in acrylic, AVR 2014, showing details.
 Landscape therapy is gaining back clarity and focus, though slowly from strained vision of light and shadow, of passing cars and blinking screens;  

Landscape therapy is getting the frayed nerves back to function in reflexes governed by the conscious and unconscious mind in peace and harmony;

Landscape therapy is when primary colors once more come as true colors, secondary colors and tertiary ones as sweet progeny of color combination;   

Landscape therapy is when the forests appear once more lush green, the mountains in the distance blue, and the sky azure as the deep sea;

Landscape therapy is when the consciousness once more map the migrating birds in the sky, the fish in the stream, a drop of pond water teeming with life;

Landscape therapy is when the biological clock is readjusted with the passing of seasons, understanding the reason behind Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring;

Landscape therapy is when - in the midst danger, courage is being afraid but doing brave thing, for the landscape of life is often perceived in duality;

Landscape therapy is when the swamp dries up to become a grassland, to become a woodland, in a magic sere that spawns rich life’s diversity;

Landscape therapy is finding once more a niche, bridging the past and present, tradition and modern, the living and the non-living world in Rousseau’s scenery;       

Landscape therapy is when raucous urchins sound in lilting joy; thunder a Beethoven’s bass drum, chirping a language in music – all in thanksgiving;

Landscape therapy is when a person like a prisoner in Plato’s Allegory frees himself to discover the realities of the world, which is the aim of education;   

Landscape therapy is when life is viewed with the power of the imagination – romantic or real or abstract - yet find meaning in reverence to the Creator;

Landscape therapy is when the curtain is lifted and the horizon rolls on with life passing this way but once, yet it’s more than destiny, more than eternity. ~

Abercio V Rotor, Ph.D. is the award-winning author of Living with Nature Handbook (Gintong Aklat Award 203), Living with Nature in Our Times (National Book Award 2006), and radio instructor of People’s School on Air (Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid, Gawad Oscar Florentino Award for Development Communication on radio). He is also author of other books in essays and poetry, and textbooks in Humanities and Literature. Dr Rotor is a professor at UST, a former director of NFA and consultant of the Philippine Senate. He is married to Cecilia A Rojas, CPA, MBA, CESO3, with whom they have three children: Matthew Marlo, Anna Christina, and Leo Carlo.  The family hails from San Vicente, Ilocos Sur.   

Murals, Murals on the Wall

"Where man makes a living, a garden by his hands he makes,
At the foot of a hill, on the tip of a pen, on rivers and lakes..."  
Dr Abe V Rotor

Tropical Rainforest. A composite painting of a running stream through the woods, apparently near human habitation as shown by the presence of promenaders and fishing enthusiasts enjoying themselves as in a park. Also, the stream empties into a pond of Nymphaea and lotus on the foreground giving the impression that the scene is at the edge of a clearing. Nonetheless the whole scene speaks of an undisturbed ecosystem. The presence of wildlife shows that this is their natural habitat. SPUQC, AVR

Gather the clouds into fog and mist,
rain and stream;
Gather the fish, the birds and the beasts
to a peaceful reign.

Light in the Woods. Are there images on the painting? How many trees are there. Can you see a face? Whose face is it? The inverted "V" perspective creates a panoramic effect leading the eye toward the center and background. SPUQC AVR

It inspired a soul to write a book*
that touches the eye and heart;
This little light in a nook shines 
where good and evil part.

* Light the the Woods, by AVR, Megabooks 1995

Ruins of Colonialism. Keenness in history leads the hand to re-create events in composite order. The sky and landscape blend well and create a peaceful ambiance in contrast with that of the ruins on the foreground. Infinity can be felt towards the background where boundaries of land and sky dissolve in mist and cloud. SPUQC AVR

Ruins, your silence disturbs at this time of tempest,
When dawn breaks like any dawn sans rays of noble past;

The day shall come to put people again to the test,
Like spring, rise again from their state of outcast.

Composite Landscape. There are three scenic parts arranged vertically to suit the design of the sala of a private residence. Upon entering one is led to look up and down the painting. Thus the elongated design has a foreshortening effect. There was originally a rainbow, but it was toned down so as not to steal the show, so to speak. It's suggestiveness however, has a strong effect from the balcony eye level. (DasmariƱas Village, Makati MM)

Where man makes a living, a garden by his hands he makes,

At the foot of a hill, on the tip of a pen, on rivers and lakes,
He contends - even only a piece of that Paradise lost -, he regains;
From knowledge and disobedience, the whole world gains.

Doves Flying at Dawn. There is a feeling of ascendancy in this painting. The diagonal perspective enhances such movement, while splashes of light heightens daybreak. The rough sea and dark foreground give contrast to the painting. The hideous presence of large reptiles creates enigma as to what the artist wanted to imply. Mystery in art is an important element. (Wall Mural SPU-QC)

Take me from this world a moment

to be with You in this holy event;
From your seat to down below I see

my friends, my enemies - and me.

Watershed. Unlike the first painting the perspective is normal "V" which explains the title - a funnel shaped valley to catch and store rainfall and in the process make a natural garden with the colors of spring, summer and    autumn, thus exuding a fairyland effect. The landscape speaks clearly of a pristine environment far and free from humans. (Wall mural SPU-QC)

Ask Ceres or the mightiest God of all -
if Nature keeps herself better if we depart;
With her housekeeping and her art - 
was Paradise redeemed after the Fall?

Under the Sea Cavern. Simulating stalactites and stalagmites in caves, the artist simulated the same conditions on some coral reef ledges where the sun could hardly penetrate. Mystery lies inside the cavern which only the imagination can fathom. A predator waits for its prey, small fishes group together for safety, shell fish cling lazily on rocks, while seaweeds sway freely like a curtain. It is a stage of sort where drama of life in the deep takes place everyday. (Wall mural, SPUQC, AVR). 

I have wondered many times if fish ever sleep
or they just lie down very still

in some quiet deep, like a flock of sheep
after their fill lie on a grassy hill.
Other creatures gain this way their ease
and man by the power of his will
takes the long and winding road to peace 
searching for that quiet pool or hill. ~

Friday, March 27, 2015

Wooden Tower

Dr Abe V Rotor
Sammy, Sab-A Swamp, Leyte

A child looks at the world a pillar
Of plenty, remote from emptiness;
In the ephemeral of a dying star,
Splendor ends in forgetfulness.

One day the pillar will be gone,
As it releases the sleeping ancient sun,
Sparing silver for the woodsman's son,
And thirty pieces for the brawn.

While the rivers and rivulets run dry,
Orphaned from the mountain high,
Wouldn't Heaven rather send a sigh, 
Than somewhere the young ones cry?

Light in the Woods, 1995 Megabooks

Thursday, March 26, 2015

The Stone Carabao

Dr Abe V Rotor
Photo study of figurine made of volcanic rock from Mt Pinatubo eruption.
Sculptor unknown. Bacolor, Pampanga (c. 1995)

It was already dusk when my family and I decided to visit the sunken church of Bacolor, Pampanga. We had just spent the weekend in Morong, Bataan and we were on our way back to Manila.

An old woman, frail and bent in the waning light, met us at the narrow entrance of the old church.

"Sir, bilhin na ninyo eto. Pambili lang ng pagkain." (Please sir, buy this thing to buy me some food.) She was referring to a stone figurine she was holding.

The thing was a roughly carved figure of a lying carabao, made of volcanic rock from the recent eruption of Mt Pinatubo.

"One hundred pesos lang, sir."

I pulled out a hundred peso bill from my wallet and got the figurine.

"Salamat, sir." Light shone on her wrinkled face.

We did not actually go inside the church because it was half buried with lahar. You have to stoop low to get through the arch of the entrance. So we just stood at the entrance and Cecille, my wife, led a prayer.

It was eerie silent. There must have been pilgrims ahead of us, but the place was now deserted. So with the abandoned buried houses not far from the place. Not a soul. A gust of wind came, then another. I pulled my jacket close. My children did the same. Cecille cut our prayer short.

Curious, I looked for the woman. She wasn't around. Where could she had passed? There was a long stretch of footpath down the road, but there was sign of her. Not a silhouette.

I thought I was the only one who noticed her sudden departure.

"Papa, uwi na tayo," my children chorused and we drove home.

When we reached home I examined the figurine. Why it's a work of art! Did the old woman make it? Who was the old woman?

It didn't take a long time I had another chance to visit the church. This time there were people around. It wasn't yet sunset. I asked those apparently familiar with the place who the old woman was. I described her like how I saw her face when she handed me the stone carabao.

"Wala pong matandang ganong dito." (There's no such old woman here.) And they looked at each other in bewilderment.

I pondered on this puzzle if it has any message at all. Or could it a sign to remind us of the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah? In this biblical story God commanded a righteous couple to flee the wicked city, and never to look back. But pity on the dying stopped them on their track and they became into stone.

Stone figures take us even farther to Greek mythology – to Medusa who wears a headdress of snakes. Anyone who looks directly at her turns into stone. Aware of the danger the hero Perseus used his shield as mirror in slaying Medusa. And when he presented Medusa’s head to the tyrant king and his court, all of them turned into stone.

The story in the bible of course is not to be taken literally, so with that in Greek mythology. But these usually take us to a higher level of consciousness about life and about the world we live in. What could this puzzle of the Stone Carabao mean then to us?

When I told the story to a good friend of mine who is an expert on carabao, he stood up and exclaimed, "Why, don't you know that the Philippine carabao is now a threatened species? So with other buffaloes all over the world?"

I remembered the old woman and the stone carabao. Now I have a story to tell. ~

Kamote Tops Beauty

Dr Abe V Rotor 
Living with Nature School on Blog
Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid (People's School-on-Air) with Ms Melly C Tenorio
738 DZRB AM Band, 8 to 9 evening class Monday to Friday
(Model: Miss Gelyn S Gabao, 19 Filipina)
Kamote (Ipomea batatas) tops contain more minerals and vitamins than any other vegetables, or its equivalent weight in meat and poultry. It is a glow food that enhances natural beauty and health, and gives that gait, poise and stride that many beauties display. It is the secret to acquiring and maintaining natural immunity and high resistance against diseases and other ailments. It contains substances that sharpen the brain and quicken responses to situations and the environment. 

It is a vegetable all year round. In summer kamote is grown in the fields and gardens for its enlarged roots or tubers which are rich in carbohydrates (go food) and rich in protein (grow food). In the habagat, it grows wild and luxuriant on hilltops, on levees and dikes, on the uplands, covering wide areas, keeping weeds down and protecting the soil from erosion. 

Kamote tops make an excellent dish with mungo and pork, bulanglang with shrimp or fish, and mushroom, or cooked in other recipes, or served as salad, blanched with red, ripe tomatoes and sliced onions, with a dash of salt, or a dip of fish sauce - bagoong or patis. Or cooked in tinola in place of pepper leaves, and green papaya. Why not blanch the tops on rice in its final stage of cooking? Add bagoong squeezed with calamansi or lemon. 

Kamote tops, maligned for being a poor man's food, rise to the apex of the food pyramid, top the list health programs, and doctors' prescription. Kamote tops occupies the rank of malunggay, alugbati, talinum, and spinach, relegating lettuce and other crucifers - cabbage and cauliflower and pechay - to the backseat.

Kamote tops are safe to health and the environment because they don't carry residues of pesticides applied on the field on many crops, and also those of toxic metals like lead, mercury and cadmium. Damaged parts are simply discarded, harvesting only the succulent and healthy leaves for further safety and better presentation.

Kamote tops come in green and purple, characteristic of the plant varieties, but in both cases, the same nutritive values are derived, with some advantage from the purple variety which contains xanthophyll in addition to chlorophyl. Both are recommended for anemic persons for their high iron content, and to those suffering from poor bone development, poor eyesight, and poor metabolism.

Beauties come naturally with good food, simple and active lifestyle, in the rural areas where sunshine, clean air and surrounding, make a perfect combination from which spring the true beauty of man and woman, as compared to the makeup beauty from cosmetics, expensive salons, and by the so-called wonders of science and technology like liposuction and surgery. Why can't we simply eat kamote tops more often?~

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The Lighter Side: Likuan U and Lee Kuan Yew

With apology to the late Prime Minister who made Singapore a modern city state.  
Dr Abe V Rotor
Living with Nature - School on Blog
Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid with Ms Melly C Tenorio
738 DZRB AM, 8 to 9 evening class, Monday to Friday

Filipinos are fond of witty expressions. This is one of them - a road sign along Quezon Avenue near the Lung Center of the Philippines, Diliman, QC. I saw a similar one near the Fort. Creative minds can go far, and trivial, too.

For those who have no inkling of the homonym similarity, Lee Kuan Yew is Singapore's living legend - father of this modern city state. You pronounce his name the same way you read in Pilipino, 

By the way, somebody has removed the sign. I miss it now whenever I make a u-turn in that busy intersection. ~ 

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Avoid Recycling Toxic Wastes

Dr Abe V Rotor

1. Recyling is not recommended where pollution is heavy and unabated such as this mudflat.  Silt in clean environment is excellent garden soil.

2. Watch out for toxic materials
•         Toxic metals: Cadmium, Mercury, Lead
•         Hospital and medical wastes, including radioactive materials
•         Pesticide residues, especially dioxin
•         Industrial wastes, like acids, Freon, alkalis
3. Oil Spill Recycling? Not with hydrocarbon compounds; not in the case of oil spill. The
Petron oil spill in Guimaras in 2005 destroyed thousands of hectares of marine and terrestrial irreversibly upsetting ecosystems and depriving the residents of their livelihood.

4. Chemical pesticides are concentrated in food chains by biological magnification. ~

Passing Breeze of Life

Dr Abe V. Rotor

Parks and Wildlife Center, QC

I know now where this kingdom lies,
within the boundaries of eternity
for true faith is blind and never dies,
in our yearning for love and piety.

Reach for the stars, though beyond your reach;
imagination, its string in your hand;
and creation may be at your fingertips,
though written only on the sand.

Omnipotent one Breath that be,
from clay to flesh to humanity;
like breeze passing tree after tree
sowing the seed of divinity. ~

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Junkyard Art:

Life resurrects from the junkyard - through art.  
Dr Abe V Rotor

The useless, the forgotten, the eyesore, or simply junk,
they become beautiful pieces of art:
A neo-renaissance movement with ecological message,
redeeming man from morals defiled;
Monuments, big and small, they speak of human frailty
turned ingenuity.
Fine art and craft, artist and artisan, formal or informal,
they make no difference, they are one;
Aesthetics defied, the ugly becomes beautiful, its depth
from the inner self, fountain of joy.
Monsters tamed, they live in the park, now have a home,
no longer outcasts in the graveyard;
They speak, "You gave me life, I'll always be your friend."

Ecological Message
Too much glare from the hole in the sky, the thinned ozone layer.
 The air is heavy and thick, it is suffocating.  The earth is burdened,
like an overloaded spaceship, poorly kept and manned.   
Function to Dysfunction
Anti-thesis of peace, of methodology, of dialectics and law;
of dreams and goals, of plans and programs - ultimately, 
disregard to the cycles of Nature. 
Music Reborn 
Taming music from the dead but not a dirge; it is rejoice.  Music is 
the language of renewal, of rebirth. It is Grieg's Morning
Beethoven's Pastoral, Abelardo's Mutya ng Pasig.  
Metal Sunflowers 
A replica of Vincent van Gogh's painting of Sunflowers in our times, 
sans fragrance, freshness, and daintiness - yet proud and bearing; 
to the bold and courageous, unafraid to face and follow the sun.     
Wind with a Face
Imagine where the wind blows, clouds in many faces changing, 
treetops swaying, leaves rustling with the passing breeze. 
Make it funny, make it queer, copy nature 
in man's folly and cheer.  
Requiem to the Park
Whatever happened to the people's park
Nothing roams around but ghosts;
Empty chairs, empty kiosks,
Leafless trees, blind lamp posts
Eerie, man seems lost
Man, the Genie
Rising from the confines of his ingenuity,
like Gulliver among his little kind;
Man reigns over earth with his technology,
 sans happiness if ever he could find. 
Fairy Tale Alive
Disneyland brought dreams alive;
many times children would laugh or cry. 
Castles in changing view, ever new, but nothing
compares with the castle in the sky.  
A Picasso Revived
Abstract art in collage, once whole and true;
but who argues about life today tired and rue? 

NOTE: Acknowledgement: These photos, discovered from an old file, were taken way back circa 1996.  It was an exhibit I attended upon the invitation of a student of mine from St Paul University QC who was then connected with Pylox Philippines. ~ 

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Gem Perched on a Tree

Gem Perched on a Tree
Dr Abe V Rotor
Atop Tagaytay Ridge, March 24 2013

The brightest gem perched on a tree is looking through,
     to see in its shadow a threesome free;   
to whose care these are to the world and humanity, 
     a gift of a Creator, loving and true.

Utility Wheel Chair Mobile: Road Car, Utility vehicle, and Wheel Chair

Inventor Jose Pepito A Rojas
Dr Abe V Rotor

     Boying Alconis Rojas poses with family and relatives with his three-in-one invention for today's active living, to serve the increasing number of senior citizens, persons with disability (PWD), including the infirmed getting out of their confine, and technology becoming practical and people-oriented.         

    Side view of the UWC Mobile shows simplicity in design, made of all-surplus and easy to assemble parts, allowing details in innovations and personal aesthetics. Options: TV and radio, GPS, a detachable roof-umbrella easy to open and fold.  It is its simplicity and practicality that makes the UWC Mobile universal, revolutionizing today's two-, three- and four-wheel transports. It is home made.      
    Rear view of the UWC Mobile shows a series of standard car batteries conveniently tucked under a plastic armchair. Wall socket charging for a few hours is all that the prime mover, a simple electric motor, needs for  a few days' service up to a week or two.

    The UWC Mobile is an alternative to the ear-splitting noisy motorbike and tricycle (it simply moves around virtually noiseless). It offers a no-pollution alternative to gasoline- and diesel-fed engines (internal-combustion engines). The UWC Mobile is for and of the people. It is a hallmark of a PWD's ingenuity in his own way to be of service to his kind - and humanity for that matter. ~

    Sunday, March 15, 2015

    You can be a story teller- start with anecdotes

    Dr Abe V Rotor
    Living with Nature School on Blog
    Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid with Ms Melly C Tenorio
    738 DZRB AM Band, 8 to 9 evening class, Monday to Friday

    The word anecdote means unpublished. True to its nature an anecdote is typically oral and ephemeral.It is a short tale narrating an interesting or amusing biographical incident. It is always based on real life, an incident involving actual persons, whether famous or not, in real places. It sets a stage of provocation, more than mere entertainment or narration.

    Abraham Lincoln is regarded as the father of the Anecdote. He used it effectively in his administration as president of the United States. And people today use the same technique on many occasions.

    Abraham Lincoln, master of the art of telling stories in anecdotes.

    What make a good anecdote?
    A. It is characterized by
    • Witticism
    • Humor
    • Positivism and inspirational
    • Informative and educational

    B. It is a combination of these elements that make a good story, depending on the topics and application.
    • As a speaker/ resource person
    • Presiding in meetings and conferences
    • Informal gatherings /parties
    • Writing, news, features
    • Broadcasting – radio and TV

    C. Stories are used as tool in
    • Driving a point indirectly and diplomatically
    • Hitting the nail on the head, so to speak
    • Friendly advice and reminder
    • Admiring a person, institution or place
    • Tapping a shoulder in words, kudos, congratulations

    D. An anecdote is never
    • Moralism (Even a homily should strive not to proselytize.)
    • Criticism, especially on persons
    • Bulgarism – discreet, dignified, unkind words are avoided.
    • Familiarism – not all too familiar topics
    • Fatalism – bato bato sa langit syndrome
    • Propagandism – and not politicizing

    Here's a popular anecdote about US President Abraham Lincoln after delivering his famous Gettysburg Address. As a background to the story, Edward Everett a popular elderly to his community was the first to deliver a very long speech before Lincoln delivered his very brief address.

    This is how Quote Magazine describes the occasion in an anecdote.

    Perhaps Edward Everett talked a bit too long at Gettysburg, but he was an old man then, by the standards of his day – within a few months of his seventieth birthday. And this was the culminating glory of a long career. But Everett was among those who perfected the classic qualities of the Lincoln address. In a note to the President the following day he said: “I should be glad if I could flatter myself that I came as near to the central idea of the occasion in two hours as you did in two minutes.”

    With his customary graciousness President Lincoln replied: "In our respective parts yesterday, you could not have been excused to make a short address, or I a long one.”

    Story telling is an art. Strive for the state-of-the-art of story telling.~

    Leaf Skeleton: Painting and Verse

    Dr Abe V Rotor

                      Leaf Skeleton, painting in acrylic by AVR 2013 

    When once living veins through which life flows, 
          now the relics of a youthful past;
    your flowers the abode of your enemies* 
          hidden by your beauty in their lust.    

    * A colony of aphids and red ants.

    Painting: Birds in the bush

    Birds fly fast or sit at ease; they sing with few notes to trace, like passing breeze in the trees.Dr Abe V Rotor
    Birds (16" 28") painting in acrylic by the author 2012

    They chirp, but you don't see them,
         only leaves moving, rustling;
    their becks red, their eyes sullen,
         and they blend with everything.

    When you get near to admire,
         they shun, they stop moving,
    silence the rule of their game,  
         discreet and subtle warning.

    Birds are indeed real strange,
         they fly fast or sit at ease;
    they sing with few notes to trace,
         like passing breeze in the trees. ~    

    Compose a song, make the poem the lyrics of a country song accompanied by guitar. 
    Painting is for sale. Call Dr Abe V Rotor 9396331.  Complimentary copies of author's winning books:
    Living with Nature series, Light in the Woods, Light from the Old Arch