Monday, April 25, 2011

STONE WOMAN FROM ZIMBABWE


I enjoy the benefit of being surrounded by creative people.  My family, my friends and acquaintances make  me look forward to the surprising way they bring fun and interest to my life.
Saturday was an example of that.  A friend and I had planned to go to visit an art gallery where a photographer/artist was showing his work.  It had been a long day for both of us, but we still decided to go.  Once there, we were intrigued by the work and the artist.  His subjects were bands and entertainers performing at a local venue during the Eighties, before they had hit the big time.  We had seen  most of them in concert at one time or another but what made the photos special was the fact that they were all shot from the front row, giving them a very personal feel.
I did not buy a painting but did buy a stone sculpture of a woman.  On the ride home my friend was holding the statue and said she could imagine this woman saying:

look at me 
my life is rich, abundant, my life is fruitful
i sing, heart and soul
do you see what i see?
that life unfolds with goodness and gladness
and today i celebrate new life.

 My purchase seemed especially appropriate as that morning my first granddaughter was born. 






Friday, April 22, 2011

THIS INSPIRES ME...

As I said, creative people surround me.  I am lucky enough to enjoy these two paintings by my friend Bonnie.  To take from Henry Ward Beecher, she dips her brush into her own soul and paints her own nature into her pictures.






Wednesday, April 20, 2011

CRAZY WEATHER

When will the weather ever warm up?!  Three inches of snow today!  Yes, it was gone by noon, but still!    Brrrr.  The bloodroot have yet to throw open their coats, poor dears.




Thursday, April 14, 2011

POEM IN YOUR POCKET

April is National Poetry Month and April 14 is Poem in Your Pocket Day this year.

SONNET TO ORPHEUS,
PART TWO, XII
by Rainer Marie Rilke

Want the change.  Be inspired by the flame
Where everything shines as it disappears.
The artist, when sketching, loves nothing so much
as the curve of the body as it turns away.

What locks itself in sameness has congealed.
Is it safer to be gray and numb?
What turns hard becomes rigid
and is easily shattered.

Pour yourself like a fountain.
Flow into the knowledge that what you are seeking
finishes often at the start, and, with ending, begins.

Every happiness is the child of a separation
it did not think it could survive.  And Daphne, becoming a laurel,
dares you to become the wind.

Friday, April 1, 2011

NO APRIL FOOLS' SNOW TODAY!!!

                                          JUST A BIT OF RAIN IN THE MORNING.
                             LET THE APRIL SHOWERS BRING MAY FLOWERS!!!