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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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Not if it's in Peru. Then it becomes a hurricane somewhere along the way.
sounds like cause for a heart attack.........
No, I think it is more delicate... but if all the beating hearts started beating as one, then what would happen?
and what would happen if they all beat at different times and we heard them?
Is the beating heart ....the heart beats of the butterfly ...since it flies over a deep blue ocean....is the butterfly afraid of the unfamilarities of ocean or is it too happy to be able to fly across the ocean like the seagulls ....the butterfly's wings flapping ....is it stronger than the heart beats or ...weaker ??
i do love it when a commenter becomes a questioner....
so, s.a., if i find myself flying over an unfamiliar ocean, will i chose fear or will i regard myself as someone who, like a seagull, can fly gracefully over that ocean's blue waters?
If i choose like a seagull that flies over the ocean gracefully ....am i still the butterfly or will i be that seagull....if i am the butterfly,does i have the ability like the seagull to fly over the ocean ?? Or i will remain the butterfly that the flowers to blossom with what i provide??
maybe the butterfly and the seagull are not as separate as they might seem.
ah beautiful, the words and the sketch..
i have another question..
when butterflies fall in love what do they feel in their stomach?
if the sound of the beating heart is same as that of a butterfly's wing's flapping as it flies over a deep blue ocean, then is the beating of a butterfly's heart the same as the musical drumming of a human heart?
bh, that is a great question! what do butterflies feel when they fall in love? maybe they have goose bumps....?
i wonder, does a butterfly's beating heart sound like a child's feet jumping up and down in the joy of the moment?
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