The guy who lives on this boat, he’s an artist. Ever so often he get in the row boat there and he spray paints the hull a new design. Could be he’s driven by forces beyond his control. I don’t know him. I just clicked the picture. My buddy Norm has his boat across from this Artist…

Norm is a character in my novel, Log Of The Yardbird. (check it out on Amazon…twelve bucks will get you hours of entertainment….trust me.)

Anyway, where was I? Yes, the Artist. I like Artists because they try to do something that gives their lives meaning. I can dig that! Sometimes what they produce looks like this.

This painting by Jackson Pollack is worth 450 million dollars.

A different Artist will produce a work that looks like this:

This painting by Leonardo Da Vinci is worth 860 million dollars.

I would like to have some of that money. My friend Norm. The guy with a view of the Artist’s boat. I know he would like to have some of that money. The Artist who paints his boat…I imagine he too would like to have 860 million dollars–or even half of that, which would put him in Jackson Pollack’s league.

It would be nice to have some of that money.

If you are a boomer like me you’ll remember that during the seventies the Dutch Government paid Artist to produce their works. I guess it was a form of Welfare meant to promote those special people who strive to do something with their lives that has meaning. The Dutch government filled warehouses with art. Lots and lots of paintings.

I suspect that the kind of experiments that promote citizen self-actualization are a thing of the past. Especially now that we’ve entered Hard Times.

pity…