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"Our Walls Crumble When No One is Looking" - oil on paper, 12.5 x 16.5. Available here and at Artfinder.
Consider how the sun washes the Earth with its heat and then clouds dissipate, and grasses grow, and stones crumble when no one is looking to reveal a smoother, deeper face. It is the same with us. In a moment of realness, the clouds in our mind clear and our passion is restored, and our walls crumble when no one is looking. It all continues and refreshes, if we let it. MARK NEPO, The Book of Awakening
Consider how the sun washes the Earth with its heat and then clouds dissipate, and grasses grow, and stones crumble when no one is looking to reveal a smoother, deeper face. It is the same with us. In a moment of realness, the clouds in our mind clear and our passion is restored, and our walls crumble when no one is looking. It all continues and refreshes, if we let it. MARK NEPO, The Book of Awakening
And a new year begins.
Already I am wondering, how will I be different at the end of this year? How will my heart feel? What will the art look (and feel) like? Where will my feet have walked in those 365 days?
I have SO MANY IDEAS. It's a bit overwhelming.
Already I am wondering, how will I be different at the end of this year? How will my heart feel? What will the art look (and feel) like? Where will my feet have walked in those 365 days?
I have SO MANY IDEAS. It's a bit overwhelming.
Our Wall Crumble When No One is Looking
Despite all the wondering, one thing is for sure: I will continue to wander.
More than that, I will EMBRACE the wandering.
Now wait a minute, whoa, hold on there lady. As artists, we're suppose to find our voice and STICK WITH IT, right? Or at least, that's what "they" tell you.
Um, nope and nope. I plan to let the art wander EVEN MORE than it has in the past, dropping all the inner critic voices and the anticipated judgment of others and just make the dang things.
Reading over this, that is a LOT of capitalized words. I'm not yelling, dear reader. Well, maybe I am a little. I'm FEISTY about the wander.
Raise your voice in the comments below, creatives! Where are YOU going to wander?
More than that, I will EMBRACE the wandering.
Now wait a minute, whoa, hold on there lady. As artists, we're suppose to find our voice and STICK WITH IT, right? Or at least, that's what "they" tell you.
Um, nope and nope. I plan to let the art wander EVEN MORE than it has in the past, dropping all the inner critic voices and the anticipated judgment of others and just make the dang things.
Reading over this, that is a LOT of capitalized words. I'm not yelling, dear reader. Well, maybe I am a little. I'm FEISTY about the wander.
Raise your voice in the comments below, creatives! Where are YOU going to wander?
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P.S. I'm jumping up and down about being chosen for the giveaway. THANK YOU for sharing your gifts and light! And thank you to Wonder Mike and sweet Lilly. xo
And you are so welcome! The pooches are quite delighted and cannot stop beaming!