Showing posts with label observations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label observations. Show all posts

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Look.


I am feeling very connected to all living things today...not in the Facebook, smart phone, internet way...but the real warm-blooded looking into another's eyes sort of way...from my sweet Max, always ready for play, to the flock of geese who were resting in the grass by my car at work, to the squirrel I narrowly missed on my street (while driving a smidge over the speed limit and then cringing), to the tiny, barely walking little, little girl with diaper-padded purple leggings, holding her dad's hand and trying to match his pace at the supermarket today. What a world I live in when I take the time to look.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Some perspectives on living in the moment...

From the book Spark by Julie Berstein:

Richard Serra was freeing himself from the constraints of making art, by approaching it as play. --



"I'm interested in the notion of play; I'm not interested in the end, I'm interested in the activity itself; I'm interested in not worrying in a self-conscious way about what I have to make."



--Richard Serra, sculptor







or, as Zac Brown puts it:









"soak it all in, it's a game you can't win, enjoy the ride."

(from the song Quiet your Mind by Zac Brown Band)



The messages of process over product and living in the here and now resonate strongly with me these days.



So I'm off to live today like there's no tomorrow!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

True...



True - 10 x 10 acrylic, mixed media & collage on canvas.

There is major construction taking place on my regular route to and from work, and it is virtually impassable during commuter hours these days, so I took a side road into work today. As I wound this way and that before being deposited just above the traffic jam, I gave a moment's thought to the creation of roads, and how some of them go straight from point A to point B, while others, like the one I was on, have dips and curves, meandering this way and that before reaching their end.

It could be that winding roads are that way because making them straight would have meant plowing through rock or impossible terrain, but I like to think that some creative soul made them that way because they make the ride better - more rhythmic and fluid.

Either way, it also reminded me to take the side road more often - just for the change in scenery and the enjoyment of the journey.