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Impressionism HD

    Hey, everyone. I have been having trouble, yet again, with my internet provider, Wild Blue. It is a great service, other than being undependable, over-priced and having strict limits on gig usage allowed. On top of that, they make you sign a two year contract.
     The good news is that I have downloaded a free app called Impressionism HD. This is an app for art lovers and those who would like to expand their horizons a bit. I am no expert on art but I enjoy it and there is no genre I enjoy more than Impressionism.
     With this app you can carry around on your I-Pad, several hundred of the greatest masterpieces of all time. Gauguin, van Gogh, Renoir, Degas and their friends! Da Vinci would have freaked out if he could have seen this.
    What I like to do with a painting is to take my time, pick out one that interests me, then meditate on it. I begin to pick out things, notice things. Soon I can begin to see the artists mood, his inspiration. Maybe I see something that reveals the season, or the time of day, or the locale. Why is the woman standing on the path and the man in the trees? Has he accosted her? Do they know one another? Is it a hot day, more suitable for the shade than the sun? The riot of flowers insures that it is indeed spring time. The two seem to be at the end of a road or a trail. Is that merely the reality...or symbolic of their relationship's duration? Are they friends, lovers, married or even acquainted? It is certainly not a true road they are on, rather more like a cow-path. Why are they dressed so formally in the heat of the day? Have they slipped away from some sort of function, perhaps for a little romance? Only Auguste Renoir knows for sure.
    One other thing is for sure. Meditating on these wonderful paintings will feed your soul, change you from the inside and make you a more peaceful, rounded person.
     From the cow-path of life, I'm CE Wills.

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