“Dead Bishops” - Fernando Botero
An unusual painting by a Colombian artist who now lives in Italy. I believe he painted this in the late 1970’s. I don’t know what he wanted to say in this piece, but it is interesting. He happens to be one of my favorite painters.
Spirit Daily had a post asking the Bishops to consider reforming their chanceries and this painting came to mind.
“I don’t remember that.”
Driving to Kowalski’s this afternoon I was thinking how I occasionally would run into a friend with his girlfriend there. The guy actually worked for me and I was startled to see him and somewhat taken aback that an employee was so close to my “private territory.” (I try to keep work and my personal life separate.) Anyway - I suddenly realized that I never called his mother-in-law back. (Joe married the girl he was with.) I was supposed to help her with a gallery she is opening. I kept telling her that I’d call and come over, yet, as always, work got in the way. I got so wrapped up in work related projects that I honestly forgot her. I feel terrible - she asked for my help, I more or less assured her that I’d be there, and then I’m a no-show. She wanted me last month.
I’ve done this before. I’m from a rather dysfunctional family, (at least I can be pretty dysfunctional - why blame it on them) and I rarely see or talk to them. Anyway, one of my favorite nephews was getting married and I promised him I would be there at the wedding. However, I misplaced the invitation, still I thought I remembered the date and even would remember he was getting married. To make a long story short, I forgot the wedding. I simply forgot about it until I talked to my sister around Thanksgiving. Todd has finally started talking to me after several years. (He emails me that is.)
I’ve forgotten other invitations too. Although some friends are not so forgiving as my nephew.
Is it short term memory loss? I don’t think so. I think I just get absorbed in my work and my projects. I have always worked full time, and I paint, I write, I pray. I know other people do this in addition to being married and raising a family, so I have no excuse I suppose. Although, maybe I just forget things I really don’t want to do. That could be it and I just forget I decided to forget. No - that’s not it either.
I’m sorry everybody!
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