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Sunday, August 31, 2014

Thoughts Still like River Water at Dawn

A river is like a living breathing thing.  It moves, it roars, it stills and quiets like the thoughts in our mind.  This is an image of the Oswegatchie River in the Adirondacks in the early morning when it hasn't quite wakened.  The frothy swirls have gathered overnight to make this beautiful mosaic. 
 It reminds me of thoughts and activities that occurred during the day and the mind quiets and let's the thoughts gather and twist and turn slowly and naturally clumping nestling together, giving the mind a rest. 
Then the sun shines a little stronger, warmer and the quiet of the morning is broken with the first birds' songs and the whistling breeze racing through the pines like kids racing to the playground to start the day.  The river moves and the swirls untangle and start their downward trek stretching and disappearing with the bobbing ripples riding the current.  The day has begun and so has the busy bustling mind.  

Darkness to Light - Fill the Palette

Glob on The Paint to The Palette....

If ever there was a time to seek asylum from the world with art healing, it is certainly now.  A gloom has set over the world like a murky veil as if Dementors, the kind in Harry Potter have circled our skies staining it in inky black and reigning/raining despair upon humankind.

I, of course, am speaking of #ISIS.  An acronym that holds no humanity within it; these aren’t humans.  They are demons upon this earth.  The darkness preceded them with #MH370 vanishing in thin air, a mystery still unsolved. The conflict with Russia and Ukraine, Gaza and Israel, Syrian Refugee crisis and yet, another horrific plane disaster, shot from the sky was  #MH371.  And, shall we throw in a Pandemic disease with no sign of relenting? Ebola. A savage disease that has taken way too many lives with more suffering to come.  We have our own unrest right here in the USA with an economy that never recovered and a government so dysfunctional, IT needs to be impeached.  NRA, forgive me, but America is Guns Gone Wild.  Debate all you want and bow down to the Constitution, a document made during another time that resembles nothing like it is today, but America has a problem with guns.

It is hard to see the lightness and laughter right now.   Even laughter was extinguished with Robin Williams’ passing in such a distressing gut wrenching way.  I felt his pain and anguish.  If only… 

They say, “Every generation has its war.”  Can I tell you how much I hate that saying?  But it is true.  Humans are humans no matter the year.  Think of all the horrible wars over kingdoms, religions, and even Hatfields vs. McCoys.  And we have had Pandemics before, the Bubonic Plague and the Spanish Flu, for example.  What’s different, I guess, is that it feels new to me.  It feels horrible.  It feels like the walls are closing in and I am frightened. 

How many people are feeling anxious? Sad? Worried? I am sure I am not alone.  I can’t even watch the news lately, it has turned so ugly, so very ugly.

I can do the only thing that is in my control.  I can try to brighten my little sphere of life with color.

Well, this is a time when we have to work extra hard to find the light and colors of the world.  This is a time when the art community can draw together, no pun intended and spread the art joy.   Take that blank canvas and splash on the color and post it!  That art easel that has been staring at you, begging you to prop up a canvas and to create something, well,  go make it happy and USE it! 
I finally have an easel and I want to use it, but haven’t decided what to paint next.  Maybe I should just do an abstract of colors that make me happy.  When I am done, I will pass it along.

#ArtHeals

Let’s spread the colors to outshine the darkness.