Yes I shamelessly thought this headline might draw a few folks here that may not be interested in art but football.  I myself settled into my favorite recliner to enjoy our home team play "America's Team".  Congrats Vikes!

The game turned out rather one-sided, not the affair predicted, but such is life.  Would we all be issued uniforms and protective gear as we battle our foes--daily.  It seems to me that so much in everyday life comes down to battles we wage, mostly in our minds, to pursue those dreams and plans we taste in our tomorrow's.  The New Year brings the thought of taxes to my mind..Ugh.

So the day before the big game I had an errand to run downtown, I picked up my gear and enjoyed a paint in the park across the river from the city.  I was limited in my time, so the location by the Stone Arch Bridge was hastily selected.  Being already well into the day, long blue shadows dominated the ground plane, while the buildings already were partnered in purple tones.  The arches on the bridge punctuated cold dark shadows with shafts of the late day light.  Wow, that didn't last long.

Before I knew it, the sun was curtained by the slender buildings and my field of vision shrouded in the purplish haze.  All this a prophecy of Dallas being blanketed by the team from the North.

Can't say I thought any of this up till I started writing but who knows.  Let's see what I paint before the Saints.