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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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13 comments:
Everyone can open the door but the house is so big that mystery is always alive.
sylvie, i love your comment!
I have been having such events in my life, that has provoked this same question from time to time.
If I tell you everything, and you know me from head to toe, would you rather prefer the mystery me- since you have nothing that interests you now?
Mystery always draws an interest, however knowing someone mostly does not, or rather may not create any interest..
You should read my note unexpected, maybe you will understand what i am talking about..
Will you prefer the following of clues towards the mystery or the opening up...maybe the opening up is the final quest of that mystery....and once you had open up ....what would you do ??...Does it means that it stop at opening up ...or becos of a deepening of understanding you gathered up others to do the journey of discovering the clues to mystery ??
bh, it is a mystery to me that i could believe that i know anyone, including myself.
your blog about "unexpected" i would think would touch many people...i mean you are not alone........
s.a., you have a point. can i ever fully open up to another person. or my own self, for that matter........
and if i give you more data about me, will that truly enable you to know me better?
Jim Morrison commented on this same idea
“That's what real love amounts to- letting a person be what (s)he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending- performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act-”
We always want the mystery. The mystery is the creation of our imagination.
i wonder if the mystery is who we are without pretending.
so does the art of living become learning to live with the art of pretense. or does it become living with my own unknowable self?
to continue on........is the mystery of who i am that which is beyond my imagination?
Maybe in knowing me better you may discover that there is always many sides of me ...which will always remain a mystery ...thus i think i believe the mystery of who i am is always beyond my imagination ...:)
and so as i witness your various sides, then perhaps i change to as it interact with them? so i become a mystery to myself in unexpected ways........
never, not me! The truth is far more fascinating than the mystery!
i wonder where does the mystery lead us..........
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