220 Years of Respite

Who'll Walk Me Down to Church When I'm 60 Years of Age - D. Moorezart, copyright 2015
220 Years of Respite – D. Moorezart, copyright 2016, all rights reserved

On my travels along the California coast this year I retreated from the 100 degree heat and the endless, unrelenting freeways into this otherworldly house of worship – the San Luis Rey Mission in Oceanside, California.

Here it is cool and still and with one step past the threshold the outside world simply ceases to exist. Here time stands still and the rarefied ambiance of 220 years takes over my being. One lone man sits in midday prayer before me.

Some time later, my being in balance, I depart through the church doors and, as I do, I recall the opening lyrics of the Elton John song “60 Years On”.

Who’ll walk me down to church when I’m sixty years of age
When the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the grave
And señorita plays guitar, plays it just for you
My rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped through.

— Bernie Taupin

The Imitation Quotient

 

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Imitation Quotient – D. Moorezart, c 2016, all rights reserved

 

“Life imitates art far more than art imitates life.”

– Oscar Wilde


“At first, art imitates life. Then life will imitate art.Then life will find its very existence from the arts.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky

“A city is…”

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Emerald City Skyline – D. Moorezart, c 2016, all rights reserved

“A city is more than a place in space, it is a drama in time”

― Patrick Geddes