Letters to the Moon....

  I am a person who loves and appreciates great art. Of course, the definition of great art is in the eye of the beholder. Still, there are pieces of art that resonate with me. My favorite artist is George Seurat, whose technique of pointillism became the pixelated world of photography. It evolved into digital photography, television screens, 480p-1080i High Definition television images. Those numbers are measurements, denoting the number of dots in a square inch. Nowadays, new televisions are advertised in 4K and 8K-that means they have four times, or eight times, more pixels in a square inch than a high definition picture. Just think of all of that modern technology, which originated as dots painted on a canvas. I saw my first Seurat print while taking an art history course in college. The painting: “The Channel of Gravelines: Petit Fort Philippe.” The painting was mammoth in scale. It was all encompassing; I couldn’t take my eyes off it. https://artsandculture.google.com/asset

The strangest thing happened on the way to work last week. I was driving my normal route, not expecting any difference in the day. Shortly after turning onto a different road, I saw the car in front of me leave the lane and maneuver around something in the road. The object in the road: a Canada goose, which stood in the middle of the lane. The goose aggressively honked at the car as it passed, as if the goose were yelling at the car for not being a mindful driver. I instinctively stopped, not knowing what was happening.   Hello , what are we waiting for ?   I then noticed a disturbance in the grass on the right side of the road. Just then, another Canada goose emerged from the brush. As it began to walk out onto the road, I noticed that the goose was limping. It was struggling to make the slightest movement, and was having trouble getting across the road.   Comparing the two, the goose that was limping was smaller than the other. I quickly realized that the two geese were actually goos