Penthouse Blues

Penthouse Blues 30 X 40 Prismacolor on Rag Illustration BoardIn “Penthouse Blues”, you view the scene through the eyes of the resident of the penthouse apartment that is just below the rooftop. Normally, the resident is content viewing the stylized painting of the city rather than venturing onto the roof to experience the city firsthand. On this night, however, the resident has temporarily put down the book they were reading and come up to the rooftop to get some fresh air and enjoy the view.

Unseen by the resident, an alley cat sits on the ledge nearby – surveying its kingdom. The cat pauses, the better to remain undetected.  The alley cat is indifferent to the momentary intrusion into its world because the cat knows its kingdom is safe. The cat is confident that the resident is not enlightened enough to realize the true value of the cat’s kingdom, and so the resident is unlikely to contest the cat’s supremacy.

Soon, the intruder will tire of the night air and go back inside to their comfortable chair, leaving the cat to rule the night in peace.  The cat can wait.  Let the rats in the alley below think they have won for a moment longer. They will find out the truth soon enough.

Image and text © 2016 James Golaszewski

I Always Knew This Day Would Come

I Always Knew This Day Would Come 18 X 24 Mixed Media Acrylic

I Aways Knew This Day Would Come 18 X24 Mixed Media Acrylic

During difficult times I have faith that there is a reason for why things are unfolding as they are. I trust that things will get better. When they do, I thank God and say to myself, “I Always Knew This Day Would Come”.

In this painting, a beautiful summer sunrise is reflected in the windows of an old chicken coop. Some of the windows are cracked and broken, allowing you to see into the dark and dusty interior of the building. The windows do not fully reflect the glory of the sunrise, but they give a clue as to what beauty awaits over the viewers’ shoulder.

I have learned that sometimes you have to wait for your answers, you have to wait for your peace to return. Sometimes you have to wait in the darkness, trusting that the sun will rise.

Painting and text © 2016 James Golaszewski

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8