Painting in Machu Picchu August 2006

nobody@vox.com(Liza Myers) — Sun, 10 Dec 2006 00:55:08 -0300

I am an artist.
I always said I would be one when I grew up.
Thinking of the stages through which we pass enroute to becoming/being an artist... Climbing that long, inward ladder of introspection, as we hone skills and accumulate tools with which we create. Art is communication, whatever mode or style or medium we choose. Representational, or the varying degrees of abstraction; performance, song, dance, sculpture... Opaque transparent or translucent; exuberant or somber. It's all about the message.
Having spent many, many years teaching art to children, I was always amazed by how the individual personality of each child shouted out off the paper, often far more coherently than they could express themselves verbally.
Blogging... about as verbal an activity as one could indulge in. An artist's blog: another form of communcation. New to me, as I sit here with 30 years of journals on the shelf next to me.
Public "journaling"... here I go...
As we enter the long dark of Vermont winter, I peruse imagery to add to the blog, I am remembering the warmth and spirituality of Machu Picchu where I spent 10 days last summer, leading a group of artists through the Sacred Valley of the Inca. It will be wonderful to be there again next spring and summer.

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Painting in Machu Picchu August 2006