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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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18 comments:
Does the world have a top?
only if i feel i am on the bottom.
Then I think you should very focus and trying to don't get distracted with the awsome view, so you could keep your footing.
very huge thought.....it actually relates to a drawing i have not yet posted because i was not clear enough about it.
i had a teacher once who would say that if we are centered then we could keep our footing and look at the view. but if we focus on either our footing or the view, we would be off balance.
Teachers...only few really are.
Very cool.
I would like to see that.
the kind of teacher i continue to learn from although i have not been in his class for years.....which i imagine is what he had hoped for.
Must be an exceptional teacher.
yes. haven't you had teachers who really were part of your life long after the class ended.....the times when something happened and you thought to yourself....ah, that is what he/she meant?
I have, yes. The moment he said goodbye, I knew he was a real teacher and not just "another one".
although i have not seen my teachers in a long time, they still are part of my day, part of my world.
Some people come to never leave, even though they are already gone.
yes......and then how to relate to that......?
I believe in the said "We have to learn to live with the memory"
and not expect the person to be like the memory...
What if the person wanna fly away and we can't forget?
then i guess we have to live with what we can't forget.
That hurts.
life does hurt.
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