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one of my paintings done with watercolor crayons
celebrating the art of paradox
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delving into the wisdom of absurdity in whimsical way
this blog is about paradox.
through my questions, i hope to encounter the paradox within belief, that place where there is not one answer but many contradictory ones.
each question, each drawing is an invitation to join me in allowing what appears absurd to take us to a wisdom beyond linear thinking.
as long as we question, we are free. free to see, to feel and to express who we are. and to connect collaboratively with one another.
About Me
- anne artist
- i am a painter who began my career as a child coloring outside the lines of my coloring books. i am a writer who started out by composing adventure stories while riding my stick horse around the backyard. as a child, i got in trouble for asking too many questions...i question that.
you can find my cartoons in this online magazine!
http://thoughtsonsale.com/
here is the link to my photography blog about simplicity:
on a clear day she could see forever
one of my paintings done with watercolor crayons
"the emperor's new clothes" by hans christian andersen
this fairy tale has been a companion to me as i have traveled through my life.
briefly, it is about an emperor who was deceived by two tailors who said they were making a set of clothing out of a "dream" fabric. in reality, they used no fabric at all. to make their scam complete, they announced that only those who were wise enough would be able to see the beautiful clothing. and so, no one, not even the emperor, admitted to being unable to see it.
wearing his new "clothing", the emperor paraded through his kingdom. no one questioned his appearance; no one wished to appear less than wise.
until a small child asked, "why is the emperor not wearing any clothes?"
so it is that i ask, if i question rather than believe i am wise, what will i see?
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- am i the letters or the white space surrounding them?
- am i a sound or its echo?
- do i need the lines in order to draw outside of them?
- if i were a drum, would i make my own music?
- when i am at home with my self, will you come over...
- a bird walked across the street in front of my mov...
- am i that which i remember or that which i have fo...
- i wonder, is life an impersonal personal experienc...
- if i were twilight, would i also be the sunrise on...
- when i am asleep, do my eyes adjust to the darkness?
- if i don't see you because i am focused on myself,...
- if i put myself 1st, do i risk coming in second?
- if i take what is yours, is it mine?
- if a meteor fell from space and landed on my head,...
- if i were a tree, would i release my leaves in the...
- if i were a river, who would i become in a drought?
- if i laugh more often, will i understand the joke?
- if i were a bird, would i wish i were an airplane?...
- if i were a fork in the road, which route would i ...
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17 comments:
What would an echo be without its sound, source of its origin...?
Where do get all these questions from? What do think in the moment you just appear with a new one??
I would like to know you more, you're way of thinking, being more specific.
i try to think as little as possible.
the questions come from the silence.
so, i wonder can an echo come from the silence, too?
Well.....can something be born without a mother?
Mentionning the clon stuff....can an echo be clonned? If it can, is there a sound mother that gave the first echo to clon?
a sound mother......i like that....
but then how did the first mother come into being? did silence give birth to sound or is there a sound beyond silence?
I like to believe there's more than what we are avaible to hear.
Can the silence be created?
if dogs can hear sounds we cannot, then.......
if silence could be created, how would that happen?
As the same way music is created...by a player, perhaps?
very intriguing.....a player can play the silence into being.....that is huge....
Silence has always been my best counselor...anoying when it lets you to listen to yourself, but the best anyway.
very wise. but for me, often, a difficult language to speak.
...to understand and harder, to accept when it's about yourself.
i wonder if silence is not our own true language.
Once, I pictured silence as a lenguage, not like our own one, but I wondered if it really means what we think it does.
another huge question.
i doubt that i understand silence. if i did, i might fill it with a definition.
What about if you do, but with a feeling...?
Sometimes we think we understand when we don't. Other times we guess we don't understand because we don't know to feel.
" Other times we guess we don't understand because we don't know to feel."
that is huge.
Thank you.
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