Aaron Armstrong Art

I opened the window this morning. By Tokyo standards the air was just cool enough to enjoy it softly moving into the room. Lying in bed scrolling through my feed I came across a new portrait of Jupiter's storms. There, in my hands, between my thumbs was Jupiter and one of it's larger moons, Europa. Abstracted for a brief moment above my head -- the physicality of things. [ 926 more words ] https://arnotesandisms.wordpress.com//i-follow-nasa-on-in/

Written in 2003 as a poetry challenge from a professor. Laughing child, do not be so joyous For this day of yours will end soon enough. In the running screams you soon will join us Where your father’s eyes will not look so tough. A cry from your mother will mark a death Her blood stained dress all you'll ever recall. Dragged roughly forward in your shortened breath The grip, on your toy, and last peace, will fall. [ 52 more words ] https://arnotesandisms.wordpress.com//05/13/laughing-child/

The 3rd of 4 paintings in planning for a Celebration of Canadian Art featuring 151 unique works of art competed on 5 x 10 Balsam wood boards @YellowHouseGallery - Opening Reception: Friday, June 22, 6 to 9pm