this first week of 52 spending time with my art has been eye opening to me. i realized that sometimes you have to finish to start fresh. finishing is part of the process. day one was counterproductive. no art was made in the process of looking for myself. then i got a burst of energy and cleaned the art studio. so a clean space is vital in the producing of new art. right? ideas are running a round in my head like birds fluttering. finding ways to make my inspirations mesh. finding ways to make the mediums i choose blend into one seamless visual cohesive piece of visual wonderfulness. in the discovery process i found brokenness, decided to repair me then see what my inner self has to say to my outer creativity. what art will i manifest while being honest and telling my truths? note to self: don't look back we're not going that way!
lately i have been in this state of floral bliss. i want to see them, touch them, smell them and drink their essence in. i even dreakmed up my own perfume i intend to call "white". it has essential oil of all white flowers in it: geranium, jasmine, magnolia and honeysuckle. an undertone of rosewood and a hint of almond. cannot wait to make it and wear it and waft in it!
"Perfumes are the feelings of flowers" - Heinrich Heine
"When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other" - Chinese Proverb
i have decided to choose joy. for some there is no choice to be made. i just want to be proactive in the matter. it is my intent to be an ambassador for joy in 2010. you cannot give what you don't have and therefore i am open to the possibilies of big and little things or moments that feed my personal joy...that allow me to shine light with every step, every breath, every word, every deed...and hopefully to everyone i meet. i want people to be changed for having met me. as i grow it is my wish that everyone around me will grow also. remember jack and the beanstalk? all we need to do is plant the seed and amazing possibilities will grow!
peace has been showing up in unexpected places lately...i don't go looking for it but it somehow finds me and washes over me....even in the middle of choas. i'm reading a wonderful book by dr. eric maisel called "ten zen minutes". ten second meditations. yes i'd love to have a full hour of quiet... uninterupted.....but life happens and i've learned to take little bites out of the day instead of trying to swallow the day whole.