Saturday, August 25, 2018

#2098 "Singleton Sunday Sunrise"

From May 13th, 2018.
Gravity wave bands of cirrostratus may have filled the sky but it was going to a beautiful Sunday. The quasistationary front was sprawled west to east just south of the Great Lakes. The cold outflow from a large high pressure centre over northern Ontario was going to keep this front and the rain associated with it to the south. I was up early to enjoy the day. I was even up before the sun which rose at 5:39 am.
It might have been the thirteenth day of May but I felt lucky. The number 13 may be synonymous with bad luck but I feel we can choose how any day turns out. I picked that it was going to be a great day.

Why pick on 13? As history has it recorded October 13, 1307 was a bad day for the Knights Templar. The Pope of the Roman Catholic church and the King of France sentenced the monastic military order known to death and ordered the torture and crucifixion of their leader. Religion and politics can be a bad mix. Even further, priests of religions based on control by men vilified 13 because they felt it represented femininity. Apparently thirteen corresponded to the number of lunar (menstrual) cycles in a year and the number was revered in prehistoric goddess-worshipping cultures. Further it is considered unlucky to have 13 guests at a dinner party or have buildings with a 13th floor. Many people avoid the 13th day of any month. Most people avoid getting married or buying a house on a day marked by this dreaded number.

As Stevie Wonder wrote in 1972:

Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past
When you believe in things that you don't understand, Then you suffer, Superstition ain't the way.

I am with Stevie on this... We saw him play that song and others at Queens University in the fall of 1972. Stevie and his band were remarkable and very professional.

Now back to painting...
 For this and much more art...

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