The rhythm of nature with its
sublime winds and serene pulse
for me is a love affair that triggers
and restores my mind
restores true spirit
true aliveness the yes
Yes yes of all things natural.
Birds perch on the feeders edge. Their wings are flapping trying to settle.
I have always loved my imaginings of flying, not only in my dreams, but in reality and in the things I create. It is no wonder that I would gravitate to painting birds, both realistically and imagined. I imagine their feathers being cooled by the wind as they fly. I imagine the wind drift lifting them higher and higher like a soaring eagle. I can see them settle on a branch and the sun drying their feathers after a rain. Such a natural thing for them. Yes, it is so unnatural for humans as they proclaim, “But it’s raining outside. Let’s not go” or “It’s too cold.” I frequently wonder at the little finches, sparrows, chickadee, and blue jays and how they stay warm in the winter with just those feathers. Feathers, like flying, have always been magical for me. It is no wonder I would gravitate to painting birds, realistically and imagined.
I painted three little imaginary birds recently and named them fun imaginary names. They all have spirit, are unique, one-of-a-kind, and authentic, the possibility that I imagine for all folks.
Have you ever noticed, perhaps when you meet a person for the very first time that they just shine? There seems to be a light that is within them that is absolutely beautiful. They radiate a light that has a very distinctive dignity. Their light shines beyond their reality. It is a brilliant light.
This is not a light that one can control. You can’t turn this light on and off like a light switch on the wall. I personally think of this light as a hug from God. The person may or may not believe in God, but for sure, He believes in them and hugs them often. God’s grace, His light is in all of us. Let us all let our lights shine.
You are what you see. How you see is part of your spirit. Is the way you see creative?
How I see is not a static, flat view like a photo gives us, But, rather, I see as a dynamic ever changing, ever creative view of life happening. It is the dynamic dance of life and sight.
I was standing under a canopy of entwined branches covered with snow. The sun was shining through the light snow giving the canopy a stained glass feel – a very magical moment of light, life and sight.
Featured image: Rainbow Windows
Have we in the digital age forfeited patience and attention to beauty, creative emergence and delight of discovery?
I know that when I paint and something emerges from the color, there is a sense of wonder and delight that I experience that is glorious. I am not sure this can happen with digital art. I'm just not sure. Why,? There is the tactical sense of creating that is lost. There is the space of the image maker or craftsman/artist and the space of the app writer. I'm just not sure it can happen.
