Arrived back at the house round 1 PM. Made a lunch then went to work on my computer. Ended up flat on my back reading a great book... a very short nap!
For the first time in ages I pulled out my oils and canvases... simply had to. I have made it plain as day this year I am following my synchronicity. That is my new word for 2014. SYNCHRONICITY.
Years ago I did quite a bit of painting... not like real artists do, but my own thing. You will see a picture of what I call my "Hippiedom of peace and love!" It hangs on my studio wall. Well, today I created something I call: "A Garden in Motion"... it is not finished however, it will grace a wall upstairs.
Amazing what your hands can do. My Grandma Keller could take anything and make a beautiful piece of art out of it. She made me a hanging light and it was a clump of glass grapes with a light bulb inside it that made everything seem like magic. She could take tin cans, cut them into shapes and make gorgeous wall hangings. She was a great seamstress... I watched her cut patterns out of old newspapers to sew dresses from. Her hands were quite amazing. If I was not feeling well she would rub my fore head and neck with her hands and I seemed to feel so peaceful and the pain had gone somewhere.
When I pulled all this stuff out to paint this afternoon I thought: oh hell, all the tubes will be dried up and crusty. NOT SO! My hands moved gently and the muse guided thePartita... my hands needed a new movement. Color and motion. Some days they lead me into making bread... other times touching the earth and tending to my plants. My hands have forever had a mind of their own. They are two of my best friends.
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