1 post tagged “mother teresa”
See how nature -- trees, flowers, grass -- grows in silence; see the
stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence...
We need silence to be able to touch souls. - Mother Teresa
Back in the studio after these months of travel and teaching.
All so very good, all so very fascinating.
All so very visually and intellectually cacophonous.
I am overwhelmed by the complexity and contrasts... Sounds, scents, colors, cultures.. . From the Libyan Sea to Lake Powell, Chora Sfakia, Crete, to Bullfrog Utah. And in between, the abundant garden, the intensity of kid's workshops in my studio.
Now trying to settle down, sift through the summer's stimuli...
to see what's most important in the remaining reflection as the ripples smooth.
Trying to touch my own soul, reach right down into the center of my being and find a core of truth.
Just the simple act of dipping the brush into the paint and putting it on the canvas... a ritual of reconstruction, of growth and acknowledgment. A meditation.
We need silence to be able to touch souls. - Mother Teresa
Back in the studio after these months of travel and teaching.
All so very good, all so very fascinating.
All so very visually and intellectually cacophonous.
I am overwhelmed by the complexity and contrasts... Sounds, scents, colors, cultures.. . From the Libyan Sea to Lake Powell, Chora Sfakia, Crete, to Bullfrog Utah. And in between, the abundant garden, the intensity of kid's workshops in my studio.
Now trying to settle down, sift through the summer's stimuli...
to see what's most important in the remaining reflection as the ripples smooth.
Trying to touch my own soul, reach right down into the center of my being and find a core of truth.
Just the simple act of dipping the brush into the paint and putting it on the canvas... a ritual of reconstruction, of growth and acknowledgment. A meditation.
One positive step, soon to be followed by another.
Meanwhile, autumn is catching me by surprise.
Meanwhile, autumn is catching me by surprise.
