(C) 2010 Philip BrookerFor me, this was a welcome invitation to receive. I looked at the suitcase and thought of how wonderful it would be to see this master artist again. What most of you probably haven't realized is that you have seen his work throughout the world, but haven't been aware of the creator. At times, this giving soul has lent his incredible talent to many non-profit events, such as Haiti and others along the way.
However, he is, an artist, a film maker, a silent humanitarian, a life with misspelled words, and above all a friend. In a world that tries to make everything into a competition and about comparing, we often fail to look and observe. Very often, I have found that we all need to dial ourselves down and remember what life was like before all of the business of busy-ness came into our lives.
Slow down and look.
Plan to go to Miami, and while you are there, go to Lincoln Avenue. Let this poster collection be an invitation to discover the works of Philip Brooker.
Go ahead...you have time.
I have always believed that art should tell a story, even tell us parts we may at times not want to hear, without words.
So turn the page...
6 comments:
I wish I could..... Will have to be content with visiting his site.
Thank you for this introduction to a talented artist.
He is one of a kind and glad to share his work with you.
i am a bit far.. enjoy
Unfortunately, my suitcases are going in another direction...early next year.
This is such a wonderful post. The business of life before the busy-ness. I love that. This is about what life should really be about. Thank you so much for reminding us what matters!
We all remind ourselves...and just use different things. We are our own best teachers, and often in our darkest moments...we learn. That is if we are brave enough to...
But this is about art...and how it is both illusion and reality...wrapped in the hands of the craftsman. Each perspective is true and a reflection of the viewer.
The words are everyone's...but the artist's canvas...that is magic.
Not to minimize the power of words, but there is a time to be still...and to see beyond the glare of neon...and all of the other noise makers...to get to a place where we can see.
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