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Don't Waste Your Wildness
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"Don't Waste Your Wildness" - oil on Yupo, 12 x 19 inches. This is unmounted and unframed. (click on the image to purchase)
Don’t waste your wildness: it is precious and necessary. In wildness, truth. Wildness is the universal songline, sung in green gold, which we recognize the moment we hear it. What is wild is what drives the honeysuckle, what wills the dragonfly, shoves the wind and compels the poem. Wildness is insatiable for life; neither truly knows itself without the other. Wildness… sucks up the now, it blazes in your eyes and it glories in everyone who willfully goes their own way. - JAY GRIFFITHS
I don't know about you, dear reader, but much of my life has (in many ways) been all about unwilding. Becoming civilized is kind of the task we undertake in growing up and taking charge of our lives.
Becoming conscious of the calendar, the clock, the responsibilities, the discipline, the routine, the right things to do. And it has (and does) serve me well - I can juggle a few plates with aplomb.
But the older I am, the more I desire to be rewilded. I want to forget the clock and the alerts on my phone. I want to be lost in the day, lose track of time and tasks and just flow.
Becoming conscious of the calendar, the clock, the responsibilities, the discipline, the routine, the right things to do. And it has (and does) serve me well - I can juggle a few plates with aplomb.
But the older I am, the more I desire to be rewilded. I want to forget the clock and the alerts on my phone. I want to be lost in the day, lose track of time and tasks and just flow.
I want to reignite the untamed Lola. To reclaim both delight and outrage, to follow the wandering path and also to speak my mind and heart. More and more, I am drawn to those who embrace their own wildness and flaunt it and spread it around. The more I want to join in the chorus of that universal songline.
There is only so much time in one lifetime. I think I can walk away from the plates, leave the beautiful broken pieces on the ground and wander across the way. Is the grass greener on the wild side? Let's go there and see!
In wildness, truth. oh yes.
There is only so much time in one lifetime. I think I can walk away from the plates, leave the beautiful broken pieces on the ground and wander across the way. Is the grass greener on the wild side? Let's go there and see!
In wildness, truth. oh yes.
About the art - another piece on dreamy Yupo. Beginning with a light sketch with thinned oil paint and working from the inside out. Experimenting with the tiny rubber wedge and carving back into the wet paint (note the intricate neck piece and the horns). Whoa! What fun! Keeping the light source on the left side, resisting as always the urge to overly define. I kept the color palette simple and neutral with exception of the pinks. They add an unexpected softness to this devilish woman. Now, where can I get that dress?
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Yay for the wildness. We can’t abandon everything to the chaos, but some controlled wildness keeps us all going. So go find a long forgotten path and explore it collect shells and bones. Go home and paint how the day felt! I need to introduce a bit more of the wildness into some of my painting. I find it in passages and movements, but wish to give whole paintings over to it. So I will lace up old sneakers and take a trek in the swamps to charge up my wild. Thanks for the inspiration.
Carl!!! yaaaaaassssss! Go to the wild! Charge up your wildness! I can hardly wait to see what you create in your swamp-sodden sneakers!!
