Flexibility and Creativity

The last day of March, with April's promise around the corner...

Though we are still buried in snow here, it's heartening to think of warming weather and the lushness that Spring brings.  That being said, we are planning something a little different for this Easter Sunday.  We are having a toboggan party and cook out with the family!  About 20 of us, three generations representing! I am hoping to make it down that long hill at least once!

Things have been moving slowly, life with chronic pain has altered my reality vastly, and I know I'm not alone.  I so appreciated Lisa Sonora's blog post this week, she talks about life with chronic fatigue and the struggle to manage her creative dreams and the fears of what she may have to let go of.  Life is full of challenges, and adjustments and always I am reminded..."Trusting the process is based on a belief that something valuable will emerge when we step into the unknown. There are elements of surrender and letting go which have more to do with flexibility and the ability to change direction than with defeat and annihilation." Shaun McNiff

Life Etched Into Canvas

Time waits for no one, it just keeps on ticking by!  Between home reno and commissions, I've been working on some new pieces, with April just a few weeks away, art fair time will be here soon enough!

Completed a piece today, called Fool's Gold.
I wish I could find words to express how deep a painting can take you, how much of life's moments and challenges are worked into the canvas etched there in brush stroke and textures.

How do you tell someone, that everything in a living moment is held suspended in a hovering paint brush, or the scrape of a palette knife.  That your finger tips running over ruff textures hold beauty, brilliance and something more...That rusted metals and scared fragments of an ancient langue contain all your fragmented parts and life is held together in those moments where life is left on canvas.  It's a mystery far beyond me...

Since coming to this place of art, I have learned to hold things more deeply but not forever, just in those blazing moments where life meets canvas and is strong enough to hold it.