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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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21 comments:
I hope you are comfortable with whatever you are. I would think you'd want to stay a door. You met far less asses that way.
Lazarus Lupin
http://strangespanner.blogspot.com/
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you would rather not, for a door may lead to a chair, but a chair would lead you nowhere
r, could a chair lead to a clear view out the window?
could it hold a book with a story waiting to be told?
or me, curled up before the fireplace, watching the lights burn........
l.l., what is a door?
A door is a wall with flexible hours.
Well if you're a door, you can let people in and let them discover who you are. Create tighter bonds.
If you choose to be a chair, you can let people rely and depend on you when they're tired.
Either way is fine.
i am wondering if a chair is like a vessel. if i sit in a chair, it holds me up from the floor. i can be contained in a chair.
if i am a door, then i can let people in. or remain closed. a door can be both a barrier and an entrance. it opens to the freedom beyond and closes to the world within......
and l.l., what would a door be in i don't believe in time?
Chair and door would love to be again the tree on the forest!
Yes, because the grass is always greener on the other side.
z, there's a thought! both the door and the chair dreaming of being the tree in the forest.....
l.l., if you are listening......what do you think of that?
and bh, if you are out there, i am wondering what you would say about the chair as a vessel....
b,
the grass oftentimes does seem greener on the other side of the fence: you have a point there. the door faces and is a part of the outside world, yet it is hinged to the inside of the house.....
i am thinking about l.l.'s comment about the door having flexible hours......and i wonder if the door is more about time and the chair is then about timelessness.
very jungian. Furniture having a lumberian unconcious. Yearning for the primal forest of their birth.
A tree is its own thing, with its own agenda. It grows and propogates. That it is part of a forest and a community adds to itself not subtracts. One can see the forest for the tree.
Furniture serves, as do door. They are created as things that have no real meaning unless put into a greater whole. A tree is a tree, but a chair is only a chair in the context of the humanity. Our time is their time.
i do like jungian psych.
i am feeling that the chair in your comment is a linear and therefore an accurate description of a chair. and it contains a great deal of thought which enables me to expand beyond my usual way of considering things.
yet, as a primal yearner, i have difficulty traveling there. perhaps because i live slightly outside the world of time and see the chair as a vessel within which i sit and am nurtured. or a vehicle in which i can curl up and read or daydream and travel to placeless places.....like a door, it can open to a reality outside the inside of where i usually live.
on a side note, when i created a painting in art school about the forest and the tree, i was told not to come back....perhaps it was too childlike an image....it seems that the teacher felt i had my own agenda, like the tree in your comment.
having said all that, in my way, i am joining you in seeing the forest for the tree.
even as i hold a twig in my hand and see the forest with a chair hidden in the ferns just outside a door left ajar..
i do like jungian psych.
i am feeling that the chair in your comment is a linear and therefore an accurate description of a chair. and it contains a great deal of thought which enables me to expand beyond my usual way of considering things. thank you for your words.
yet, as a primal yearner, i have difficulty traveling there. perhaps because i live slightly outside the world of time and see the chair as a vessel within which i sit and am nurtured. or a vehicle in which i can curl up and read or daydream and travel to placeless places.....like a door, it can open to a reality outside the inside of where i usually live.
on a side note, when i created a painting in art school about the forest and the tree, i was told not to come back....perhaps it was too childlike an image....it seems that the teacher felt i had my own agenda, like the tree in your comment.
having said all that, in my way, i am joining you in seeing the forest for the tree.
even as i hold a twig in my hand and see the forest with a chair hidden in the ferns just outside a door left ajar..
Perhaps i would like to be both...being the time piece that let people in and out as they need to and being a piece of furniture where i could provide comfort and security to the people....and yes, i am orginated from the forest :)...qn : Couldn't i be proud that i had been able to be transformed to something useful for the people rather staying in a forest where all the other trees are ??
s.a., the art of being both....in time and beyond time. a boundary and a source of ongoing comfort.
i admire you for orienting yourself to helping others, and for going about your day with the memory of the forest within you.
i wonder if there are those who lead others to the forest so that they can touch the trees and therefore feel the trees within themselves......a different kind of door opener.
to go back to your original thought, can we be both?
No, you'd be happy to stay a door so long as you get a lick paint to keep you fresh every few years...
begonja.blogspot.com
would a wheel chair be happier than an ordinary chair? At least it gets out.
now there is a question....a wheel chair......now the chair has become a conveyance.....a vehicle......surrogate legs.
well, for s.a., that would be something useful for the people...
but, as you say, because it has wheels it can go beyond the door. would a chair be happier if it became a vehicle? yet, if it were empty would it miss moving?
a wheelchair for me is constructed in a utilitarian fashion. have you seen an upholstered wheelchair? their form seems dictated by function and there is not much diversity among them.
would a wheelchair long to express its individuality?
is motion the price it pays?
Then it would depend on whether you want to curl up and relax or move on to what is beyond
r, that is an interesting thought......
the door is a part of what is inside as well as what lies beyond.
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