I have Pop Art on almost every wall of my house. I liked my first Pop Art piece so much (a photo I had sent into My Pop Art) that over the years, I’ve ordered one for practically every room (including the laundry room, where there is a Pop Art representation of clothes spinning around in a dryer!)

I have so much Pop Art around me, that now, I see Pop Art all around me, in my every day life. That’s how much art can affect you my friends! I went to the bakery this morning and the display just screamed Pop Art – the beautifully decorated pastries and pies and cakes, the icing-laced cookies, the clean glass reflections of the people staring lovingly into it.

There was an old man sitting at the corner in a broken down bench. I could see his greys and blues become violent greens and screaming yellows. I could see his heavy face brought to life with all of these colors swirling around him. These colors could lift him off that old bench and usher him down the street, to the local pub (since I see him there quite often as well!)

Even a thought can have a Pop Art quality. I thought about how much I missed a dear, old friend this morning. I thought of the kind feelings in terms of vivid colors and threw them from my head and heart in her direction, wishing her well and a bright Pop Art day.