I profess in writing, in songs and to friends, about how I see synchronicity and how God’s hashgacha pratis is in everything, and here I was, I was tested! The frustration built up and I prayed out loud, which led to this outreach conversation. The relationship between the identity of this young woman and my painting of Sheba was an obvious synchronicity. However this was just the icing on the cake; Gods way of winking at me, that there was a meaning behind all those inconveniences of my commute. The deeper meaning here is the enforcing that there is always a meaning, a connection to the Greater Being.
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Outside, the eerily warm ambience set the stage for me to get Kendra's reaction to my latest music recording, a sort of irony packed pop tune like The1975 or Lana Del Rey, but with a Jewish slant.
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I inspect the meticulous layers and sophisticated use of color: “The discipline and commitment to a particular mode and approach in a serious way, makes EJ’s works art.” I pause, “The paintings seem rather buyable to me. There’s a decorative value to them. I could imagine a young live streamer with expendable income putting that lime green one on the wall.” Another pause, “And then, there's also effort and intention involved. One person makes a doodle on the back of their homework, another invests a year investigating doodles on large format canvases and puts it in a gallery for commercial sale. Is not the intention and follow-through relevant to what defines art?”
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