Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past?
–Jimi Hendrix
That’s a line from the Jimi Hendrix song The Wind Cries Mary. It’s one of my favorite songs from Hendrix and is a delicate quiet song with a ghostly quality that I think fits Hendrix’s existence in this world. It’s both strong yet fragile. On this quiet morning, before the world is fully stirring in a fury of spring activity, I thought this song would fit the moment.
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Contest Reminder!
I’m asking for your help in naming this painting and am offering a prize (it’s better than you think though it doesn’t involve air travel or posh resorts) for the title that I deem fitting for the piece.
So put on your thinking caps and let me know your title for this painting. Even if it’s not chosen as the final name, your title will be included on the painting’s reverse side for all of eternity. Well, for an extended period of time. I’m just not so sure about eternity.
So, submit your title by simply commenting or email me at info@gcmyers.com
I look forward to your titles.
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