Mar 13, 2014

The Language of Paint






Aug 12, 2013

Remember the Tinman




And remember the tinman
Found he had what he thought he lacked.

(From Tracy Chapman - Remember The Tinman)

Jul 22, 2013

Bowl of Cherries



Bowl of Cherries
Last night I had a dream.  I was looking for a music player in the girl's fort, and found a battery operated tape player.  It had a radio and the sound was crackling.  I scanned all of the stuff that I had accumulated and was annoyed by all the room it took up.  Honestly, this stuff needed to go away.

A lady brought two extra large paintings to show me.  Each painting was of a bowl of cherries.  The paintings were probably 9x9 feet.  Two huge watercolor paintings, simple and fantastic.  The artist hadn't tried to hide the searching lines.  The process was visible and confident.  The paintings were honest and simple.  When the artist delivered her paintings, he also gave her a bowl of cherries.

Taste and See.

Jul 16, 2013

You're capable of more than you know








I think I could be.

Jul 10, 2013

Finding language



I found I could say things with color and shapes
that I couldn't say any other way
things I had no words for.
- Georgia O'Keeffe

I have some friends who are incredible with words.
They are able to paint and create beautiful things with them.

I am so thankful for words.

I often find myself searching for words, and not finding ones that encompass what I want to say.

I'm thankful for all the ways we can communicate.  A understanding look, a smile.

Sometimes when I paint the color, the words come.  Color is like a bridge for me, but the words don't always come.

This week, early mornings have been especially beautiful.  I've been breathing in all of the soft pinks and golden colors of the sky.  Color is my favorite instrument, and my language of choice.  The skies have been painted with kindness and gentleness.

Words only begin to scratch the surface of what they've told me.