Sometimes, where one begins, another ends, or……… in a short span of time, we see what lies ahead.
Looking out a still frozen, Lac des Loups, Quebec.. a drive thru the Pontiac.
Blessings .. happy Thursday
PL Precept #16, All things progress and Develop
Oyashikiri
Good day everyone….
No two artists when looking at a blank canvas see the same thing. Two photographers looking in the same area, along the same street, will each have a different “capture” in their lens. Ever heard these words.. ” you were there, didn’t you see bla bla bla” Well, you both might have been there at the same time, but you both very likely didn’t see the same things. Each would have viewed the scene or circumstances from his/her own perspective.
Now the word “artist” what does it imply? Or the word “crafter” are they one and the same… hmmmm. you thinking about it?
Does it come down to how quickly you want your pant to dry? No two mediums dry the same way ,even when choosing an ink pad, you have to know what you want to do with the ink you are using.. if you use the wrong kind, your inks can bleed or run… even when you thought it was dry… kinky right..
That is why I love life and all the artist challenges it provides. When I make the wrong choice, .. I get to start over or try to work with the results of my 1st choice. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it just doesn’t. A friend draws in chalk, she lives the moment, when it is gone, she has lived the experience, and moves on.. that is a beautiful way to let go.
I loved the play of shadows and light on the bramble above. It struck me at that moment that it was full of intrigue. Today should I see it again, I might not give it a second glance. It would simply be a mass of twigs and branches waiting for spring and rejuvenation.
La vie est belle, it is our perception that can cloud or colour our view.
I prefer arylic and water colours to oil… why…. paint time… =^_^=
Oyashikiri
PL Precept #1 Life is Art
Happy Saturday everyone… A dog whose name I have long forgotten looked out at me over the silly sunglasses someone put on him…Maybe his name was Teddy. Dogs are so patient with us. They have no idea why we dress, pamper and spoil them, but they graciously allow us our fun.
I know my girl, she was not amused. But… she was a good sport =^_^= long enough for me to get a picture.
Believe it or not.. when I did these characters.. I thought they were so cute. Now I can’t even tell you where they are. OR why I was making them. That was then, this is NOW.
All this to say. Life is what it is. Every day brings new ideas, and opportunities to be creative. Sometimes they involve others, sometimes you are on your own.
PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in Relativity.
Being aware, appreciating difference, and living each moment the best we can, increases the potential of living in “Perfect Liberty”
BE HAPPY
Share your happiness with others.
Oyashikiri
It was a beautiful day .. I took to the roads .. you’ve often heard me say how I love driving the highway, headed out of the city core. The stretch of roads I take have a lot of country side along the way. It is a way for me to unwind.
I’ve undertaken the huge task of clearing my work table, and letting go of the bits and pieces that seem to get left behind after each and every project. I think that last over-haul was perhaps last fall when I was working on the greeting cards for the church.
As an artist it is easy to get lax, I find that I need to challenge myself to step outside the box, much like with my writing. I can get very motivated, the ideas spring endlessly past my gray cells, yet I’m not smitten enough to take action. Then out of nowhere, I know the time is right. Since last week, I’ve noticed a lot “gemstone” colours, spring colours mainly, I’m rather excited to see what is around the corner.
I got knitting needles today, I’m not keen on knitting, but I found myself looking at square in the Michael’s’ store, they ask for donations of 9″ squares, they are put together to make colourful blankets for one of their charities. Who knows. I do know how to knit, it just doesn’t appeal to me.
PL Precept #18 Each moment is a turning point
There was more than one face in the above painting, but I pulled the one out.. because she was watching … =^_^=
Oyashikiri
PL # 2 To live is to Express One’s Self.
sea shapes that captivate
under water, far from the world above
lives a world of wonder
captured by a lens
so that we can know the beauty
that is not always seen
but is there non-the-less
faith is unseen
but is the strength and fiber
of our BEING
PL Precept # 11 Always be with God
Oyashikiri
LOVE unconditional and pure =GOD
photographer Darren Su
drums beating a steady rhythm
a deep droning chant
accompanied the talking drums
somewhere within the lush vegetation
there would be a path
leading towards the origins
of the mesmerizing communication
behind each door
is a the total sum
of what “Nature/Universe”
has in store for us
find the door
open the door
and walk through
for all you do
each passing day
if look to find the door
meant for you.
Q
Oyashikiri
Stop Hesitating – Abandone la actitud reservada y vacilante –
When we travel, we pack up our suitcases with our destination in mind. When we are being moved because we are at a stage in life where we need more care than can be had if we stay on our own.
Packing to go away, I never know just what I’ll need, so I take some of this and two pairs of jeans, etc. Especially if we are to travel in our own vehicle, we can take more, “just in case”
But if someone else is packing for you, you find yourself watching, listening to the activity around you. I am the person packing, the person watching and listening was my Mother who will be 96 on May 1st. There was no hesitation on my part, I needed only to know what it was she wanted with her. BUT my Mother who has travelled the world, toured China, walked the cities of Greece, bought opals in Australia,always independent and full of curiosity to see where she would visit next, now knows her destination will be to a health care facility miles away from her home city. Temporary, never-the-less I know it is a trip she would rather not make, wanted very little.
My Mother has always been strong and stoic, whatever challenges the Universe sent her way, she dealt with it. She didn’t dwell on how, she simply did what was necessary to get what she wanted done.
Her attitude is.. bring it on, I’ll deal with it. She never hesitated to live her life, so while we her daughters, do our best to make it happen in a way that is best for her. I believe that the Universe will watch over her. The most important thing in life that she will need, won’t need to be packed, because God has blessed her with the Divine presence that lives within her.
PL Precept # 15 All is a Mirror
PL Precept # 3 God appears through One’s Self
PL Precept #19 Begin once you Perceive
Sometimes when I’m driving, I get half formed thoughts, inkling of ideas, nothing really pithy, just thoughts drifting in and out as I wind my way through the traffic along the highways and side roads.
Sometimes there is a particular sentence or catch phrase that will stick with me, today it was “silent voice’ I was coming home from church, its been a busy week with my Mom having to be moved to long term care, (all this in a very short period of time) So I’ve not had the quiet times I usually have on a daily basis to regroup.
If I try to focus on one particular task, I get restless, and I need to find a way to slow down, “chill” as we used to say. I was cleaning out a box, sorting the contents to get it ready to recycle, when I found an inexpensive canvas I got somewhere, with some kind of print all over it.
Without really thinking about it, I got out some of the old paints that were in the box, and threw some on the canvas .. using the brayer, which of course, didn’t work well, the canvas was not well-stretched over the frame. The paints were a lime green and a fuchsia type pink, old enough that they were not well blended.. but I didn’t seem to care, I just persisted with the brayer till I covered the canvas.
You can see, I then began to wipe some of it off using an old brush that had a dry tip… somehow the silent voice saw a pair of eyes .. and that is what I tried to find. when the voice stopped. I stopped. that is the way it works for me. I feel much better.. my Lemur called so, because that is kind of what it reminds me of, is sitting there, content to watch me as I type.
Life is what it is, isn’t it. We all have a silent voice, we just don’t always hear or listen to it. I’ll see what I think when I wake and visit with him tomorrow. Yes, I feel it is a “him” or would that be hymn =^_^=
Oyashikiri
Every picture tells a story, no two people will see the same “play”
Oyashikiri
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