I Walk Down The Street
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I WALK DOWN THE STREET.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost.
I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.


I WALK DOWN THE SAME STREET.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in, again.
I can't believe I am in this same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.


I WALK DOWN THE SAME STREET.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in.
It's a habit.
But, my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.


I WALK DOWN THE SAME STREET.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.


I WALK DOWN ANOTHER STREET.
     
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Many of the paintings used on this site are taken from the work of Mark Rothko, born Marcus Rothkowitz in Russia in 1903 to a Lithuanian Jewish father and a Prussian Jewish mother. He worked with colour relationships to imbue his paintings with the tragedy of the human condition. He wrote, 'The most important tool the artist fashions through constant practice is faith in his ability to produce miracles when they are needed. [For the artist, the picture must be] as for anyone experiencing it later, a revelation, an unexpected and unprecedented resolution of an entirely familiar need.'