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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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Would you look at your framed past everyday if you had one?
personally, i would rather not frame either my future or past because then it would seem frozen in time and me with it.
and you?
I wouldn't like to see my future in any ways and I would get scared if I see my past going behind of me as if it were reembering me my old mistakes and my wrong past thoughts. It's enough with knowing I have a past and I try to don't remaind some of its parts.
so the present is a present (gift)?
Oh, I really like that image.
Can it be a karma, perhaps?
if the present is karma then is it also a cycle?
If we wouldn't have the options of making choices, I guess it could be a cycle; at leats that we forget when we decide and it comes back to us.
Do you like your present?
so we forget and then there it is in front of us, reminding us.......
do i like the present? well mostly for me the present "is" and that is enough.
I'll keep that image then.
I was thinking about present like karma, because it remembers us to our past and makes us wonder about our future.
so is karma that which links us to time as it suggests that we redefine time?
Would be wonderful we redefining time. But I see karma more like a tie in our souls or like something swarming inside of us like protesting for our acts.
so there is much more present in our present moment?
I would say that full of it...
so if we took the time to notice our present moment, it might take us into the future before we could see it all?
I would call that different ways to walk by, some of them are deeper but if it were like the future so I would talk about premonitions.
can we walk by the present without being in the future?
Can we wake up without having a past to take?
It could be about our steps and perhaps not about the walking by the present moment.
when i wake up, then i only have the dream.......and then only if i remember it............
I rther have that dream instead my breath...
if you dream you are awake, does it feel the same as a dream in which you are in another time and place?
I never feel the same way in different situations.
Do you think there are many sentiments or that they all could be only one which just changes by the moment you live...?
are you saying that we are always the same but when we focus on what is happening around us, we forget that?
Well, we tend to think that we actually think...but I was picturing it like a change of form of this sentiment, like if we catalogue it as many sentiments.
But yes...about your question: yes.
if i think that i am thinking am i actually thinkcing?
Do we catalogue or do we really know what think is?
an illusion perhaps?
if i don't think, do i know?
An illusion...perfectly insane.
Can it be realized without implying to know?
what is knowing?
Auch...
a crystal held up to the night sky on a moonless night?
So did the crystal took the place of the moon in the night?
ah.........then i could be holding the moon in my hand.
My Lord!!
Don't you have your life in your hands??
maybe the moon is my life.
...just..............beautiful
thank you for bringing the crystal...........
Thank you for this blog...
and thank you for being here. for the conversation.
Fine! Let's thank each other the entire night ^_^
Or in my case, the next morning....
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