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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?
14 comments:
Is not silence the best counselor anyone could have?
Is not silence where you get the best answers?...how then?
Is not silencethe the voice of your conscience...?
so i silence myself in order to hear myself and having heard myself, then i do not look for someone to speak for me?
how does my conscious speak in the silence?
Is there someone different inside of you?
How does your conscious listen to the silence?
one someone or many?
Great point.
How many of you could be inside of you.........mmm
is one lifetime enough to get a glimpse of them all?
If one lifetime is enogh to fall in love, then yes......
and when one has seen them all, what is next?
Is not next death?...just another way to live
i an intrigued by that.....death as another way to live.....thanks.
am wondering, though, if not during our lives, do we not become like snake shedding her skin or phoenix rising from the ashes? do our lives experience little deaths along the way so that something new can be born of it?
Is not that the definition of "learn"...maybe?
From mistakes of course
i like the image of snake shedding her skin because she has learned and is learning.
I love snakes......they are my favorite animal
yes. to able able to grow and then shed one's skin and be warmed by the sun in the newness of it all.....
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