In memory of a person well loved the world over: a celebrity of grandeur most dream to become; a son, brother, father and husband; surely a friend to so many more. A person- so much more.

David Bowie was in the news yesterday morning, sadly because of his passing on from this world we call ours. “Peacefully,” I’d read and hoped– for what more can we ask for when remembering those admired and loved?

So much more:

I’d learned about Bowie’s passing in a newsletter and thought it is a great loss in music history besides a life of historical moments. Just the day before I’d picked up my piece of artwork, which was included in the exhibition “Celebrity” at ConArtist Gallery. Consequently it’s a portrait I’d painted of David Bowie. I was so glad to have it back, I was telling my friend about it. I was thinking that as much as we treasure our work as Artists, it’s often difficult to let them go. Art takes time, effort, inspiration, financial setbacks even- and so much more.

Well, I know life has a lot more meaning than materials. 

David Bowie was and always will be remembered as a work of Art- in and of himself. His music lives through the unique sound of his voice and forever classic tracks. The style in Bowie’s fashion choices as most people know, were just as uniquely expressed. I wasn’t among those fortunate to have viewed the recent exhibitions built around all the public details of his life- yet I’m proud to say it’s been an honor to be a fan since Bowie’s start with celebrity. Yes.       I consider myself to have been a privileged child back then. 

Mr. Bowie fit right in if not declared a misfit of the times. To many, he stood out appropriately enough to be noticed- and very well so. As I recall, these ears were in sound training most of my waking hours and I don’t regret much of it when it pertains to music. Still, Bowie carried himself with so much more! 

I know. Life is funny. It’s got a way with making us fall and breaking it; taking our breaths away at the most incredible moments and still, (you know the rest). Such is Life…and Art- the mirror upon which lies its reflection.

Art Is…Inspiring; therapeutic; time consuming; full of effort; expressive; Meaningful- and of course: Full of LIFE! 

The Art that is Bowie and all he produced is all that and so much more. Art such as his, LIVES. In effect, so does he. 

Rest in Peace, Mr. Bowie. Rest assured that I’ll be “swaying to the sound” for as long as I can.

Until next time- May we cherish how we express ourselves- historically.

Thanks for visiting.

Adriana