Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways. ” ― Oscar Wilde
“Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.” ― Pablo Picasso
So today started with me feeling a little depressed. None of my usual cure-alls had helped — relaxing, cooking, listening to music. My outlook was gray and my spirit felt dry, and I couldn’t figure out how to climb out of the pit. Then I remembered some impressions from my quiet time last evening. The words “color” and “fun” kept coming up as I meditated. But I couldn’t find my pastels, yarns and markers, and I didn’t feel like hunting for them.
Then my husband brought out some of his pens and an art book, and my mom handed me her set of watercolor pencils. With a stack of computer paper in my lap and a handful of colored pencils, I began to breathe again.
I had forgotten that creativity is my oxygen! I just let the celebration of colors take over, and ended up with a little drawing that brought me back into the sunshine!
How about you? Is there a passion or part of yourself that you have packed away and forgotten? Bring your whole self to every day!
“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” Psalm 139:13 (NIV)
You have gifts that make you irreplaceable and needed — gifts that make up the real you. Celebrate!
Today’s Five-Minute Friday prompt is “perspective.” Write a post for five minutes — unedited — and post a link to your blog at The Gypsy Mama. Here goes:
When I was a kid, my artist parents would give me basic drawing lessons: light and shade, rendering, color, and perspective. I was impressed with the way a couple of lines would meet at the center of the page and make the scene look as though it were farther way. Just a couple of lines would change the entire perspective of the drawing.
I learned that I could see more if I backed up and gained a broader perspective. We would go to art museums and look through art books, where I learned about the Impressionists and their ability to place colors side-by-side to create something visible when seen from a distance.
Artists mimic the creative brush strokes of the Master Artist. No one else can see from His perspective, and no one else sees the broad picture that He sees. I must try to remember this more often, as I fret through a crisis or challenge!
Could have said so much more…but since this is Five-Minute Friday, it’ll have to wait for another blog post. Have a blessed weekend!
I’ve returned to my beloved, much-neglected pastimes — knitting and crocheting! I can thank my husband John for the inspiration. My husband is a gifted pen and ink artist who works with beautiful colors. I was able to match yarn to the colors in these two pieces, which hang above our living room sofa:
I’ve been working on throw for the back of the couch with these colors. I’m making randomly-sized squares using stockinette stitch with seed stitch borders. I was surprised that I was able to match the colors so well, especially the yellow.
It’s good to hear the knitting needles clicking again. Definitely one of my favorite sounds!