Untitled Painting

The art work is a visual representation of the following poem titled 'Ordinary'. The poem is also written by me: Ordinary The drilling on the street wakes me up I look out through the window Three men in florescent overalls One drilling the other two sat watching The street is empty A stray cat A crow A cyclist I switch on the radio, make a coffee and start a crossword 8 across The clue is; ‘common, typical, same as always’ That’s an easy one ORDINARY. I put the crossword down and look into the mirror I ask myself, has my life become ordinary I don’t have much desire or passion to do anything anymore I’m not living for anything in particular I don’t want to try anything new I live the daily monotony of this life Get up, get ready, go to work, pretend, come home, watch tv, eat, go to sleep Maybe that’s ordinary Maybe I am ordinary I take a sip of coffee and look outside the window again The clouds are joining together to make shapes an obese hippopotamus a duck with no legs a deflated football Clouds change constantly they take on new shapes, evolve But I have stayed the same Throughout the years I have done nothing much I am ordinary ‘The UK has now reached a total of 148 thousand deaths, early indications show that the new variant will spread further’ I switch off the radio. Maybe I should be grateful for what I have Everyone always says, ‘well, at least you have your health’ I don’t mean to be ungrateful or greedy but shouldn’t there be a little more than good health? Maybe I need to be thankful for the simple things Health, shelter, warmth, food Isn’t that Maslow’s hierarchy of needs? Maybe he had a point I’m sure he had self-actualisation at the top of that damn pyramid Should I not aim for a bit more Should I not be a little less ordinary? I take the bins out and set off for work.

Painting:Acrylic on Paper

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:8.3 W x 11.4 H x 0 D in

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