Another Opportunity: An Art Magazine Submission

 Unlikely to get in, unlikely to win, and unlike what I see from others, but it is an issue, and mission, something that bothers me very much. Instead of a beautiful landscape, the subject is plastics in the wind, tangled in nature, threatening our landscape and the lives of our wildlife. 

Acrylic is plastic.

The paint is glossy and sticky and permanent.

It's bright. 

It's attention getting. From a distance it looks like an abstraction. Close up it is obvious. 

There is a cup top. There is a plastic bag. There is no moon. There is a tangle of red and orange. 

The trash is fighting for dominance over nature. 

Plastic is forever. 

Nature doesn't have a chance, unless we change.

Do I think it will be accepted? No. I can't say it is stunning, and it is hardly what the developers and realtors want us to be looking at. They want everyone focused on the horizon and feel like queen and kings of all they survey. 

Problem is kings and queens don't clean up litter. They expect someone else to do it for them. 

And that is what nature does for now.

Nature, discretely, just like the dead animal, buries it. Litter slips under the water. Veiled. It gets tangled in the roots. Hung. Only when a big deluge, a rocking storm, will some trash be washed up again. Other trash just goes out out out out out out... where. We don't know and chiefly the people don't care.

Out of sight out of mind.

So this art is part of a series and part of a mission of mine.

In sight. In mind. Our plastic trash. Our garbage.

Brought to you by rich people and automated factories making bad choices for us in the name of marketing and convenience. So we can feel like kings and queens of all we survey.

Take a bow fellas. This is your legacy.