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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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11 comments:
The raindrops might be the letters that fill your head with words, but I'd like to think the raindrops are the eraser that wipes the words away and lets you begin anew - just like a fresh spring rain.
sadie, i do like your images. causes me to rethink what it is to watercolor..........
I am always amazed at how far outside the box the thoughts are..makes me sit and think where it originated from. Brilliant.
thanks.............
Guess the spattering of raindrops is the rythmn for the words in your head ....making it up to be a song to be composed of ....if when the raindrops are pouring and at the same time you are crying in your heart ....does it mean...that heaven feels what you are feeling ??
words that do not become a song..........now that is something to cry about..........
I was going to say the same thing raindrops are composed of songs..
but then a thought came in my head, raindrops don't have a sound of their own, unless they hit something; the ground, the windows, the trees, a person, my umbrella, your shoes..and that contact builds he thunderous melody..
so do words have a sound if we do not speak them out loud?
I believe they do, but not everyone can hear them when they are not outspoken..
bh, how would you describe the sound of unspoken words?
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