Tuesday, August 23, 2016

In political speak it is called push back.

In plain lauguage it is called grand standing, or profiling or even seizing the moment.

The artist community in Eureka Springs, Arkansas has a new inhabitant. Born to poor migrant parents of Mexican/Spanish descent in a railroad boxcar in Wyoming, Eli Vega grew up in West Texas, eventually attending Texas Tech University and studying art. Today he calls himself a “photo artist,” although it was some 20 years after his college days before he bought his first 35-mm SLR camera.  In his three years of art studies, he studied, in depth, concepts such as composition, design, and color theory.

Considering the political climate and the emphasis  I might call it rubbing someone nose in it.

Illegal is illegal, regardless of the years gone and three years an artist certainly doesn’t qualify for an exemption.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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