Then, exhausted to the point of stillness, I see that I have created my own uproar, am up against my own mind.
Again.
I let self-compassion wrap its arms around me.
Also again!
I dial into being present to simple pleasures:
• managing the intricacies of using a rewards card and my credit card successfully at a gas pump on the way home from the gym on an unexpectedly balmy predawn December morning;
• collecting from our mailbox a bank statement, a payment, a magazine, and a postcard featuring a first-day-of-issue postage stamp;
• building layers and layers and stories and stories into a veritable skyscraper of a new painting!
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| Reading the Braille of Bark and Lichen 6 x 6"; acrylic, latex, ink, and oil pastel on canvas board abstract landscape 2019 sold |
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| In the Wake, Long Lake, a study 9/19/15 first layer/one story |
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| In the Wake, Thinking about Watters, a study 9/20/15 another layer/another story |
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| In the Wake, Emmy! another layer/another story |
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| layers painted over In the Wake, Emmy! |
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| painters' tape on top of layers |
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| Reading the Braille … |
6 comments:
Simple pleasures are the extras! Always dial -in! Love the oranges against the blue sky!
"I have created my own uproar, am up against my own mind" - holy cow, do I EVER get that!
But then, you read the bark of braille and lichen - how grounding! This painting! Your self-compassionate arms! And the layers of paint and thought. As always, I am agog at your processes....
Carol, I agree: always dial in; setting the intention to notice and savor simple pleasures makes for much better living, I gotta say!
Fun to have you notice and appreciate the simple pleasure of those oranges against the blue sky!
Jen, yesterday started—but, importantly and gratefully, did not continue!—as a day of creating my own uproar. What a beast that uproar can be!! Reading the braille of bark and lichen was just the grounding I needed.
Grateful to have you agog! Thanks for letting me know! More and more, process is what pulls me to my studio.
OH, those sunlit clouds! Oh, the scribbles! OH, the reveal! OH, the Lichen. Love that word. Love that there is warmth in your wintery scene. Love the JOY that your art in my inbox brings :)
Hi, Sheila! So happy to know I drop joy in your inbox, as you do in mine as well!
Way fun to have to you enumerate specifics that caught your eye as you moved through the archeological layers—I was especially delighted that you soaked up the warmth evident in my wintry scene.
Just came from my studio where—with wild abandon—I've covered over yet another painting from my morgue file.
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