change

Google changed last night, again. They didn’t tell me. I just found it this morning doing something different. Change is becoming unpredictable. The youngsters stay on top of it for a while, but they’ll go spinning off, too. Art as a life-saver ring tossed to the person over-board makes sense – more every day. Art, itself, doesn’t change. Fashions come and go, but a worthy piece of art becomes more interesting, more potent with age. Even mediocre work gains in stature simply by being original, as charming frontier portraits down at the courthouse attest. What changes is how we see it, although it doesn’t happen overnight. An original painting owned forty years will become something entirely real, as furnishings and gadgets flicker and change all around it.