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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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6 comments:
You have to sustain yourself in the desert first, only tree! Would you have time to think such thoughts?
might there not be a moment...before the sun rises bringing heat to the day.........that the tree might look at the grains of sand making up the desert........and wonder.......does one tree make a forest?
One tree would only make a forest, after it's seeds dispersed into the area...then again as a tree in the desert...do you think you will survive that long to produce, fruits ...thus seeds ?? I think the one who plant you there must be cruel ...or should i say how did you grow up in that tough environment??...Anyway, i dun think trees can make it in desert ...perhaps maybe ...one of these days :)
s.a., you have raised an interesting question. what is a forest?
if seeds from my tree lie dormant under the desert sands...waiting for the rare rain event in order to come to life..........does the potential for other trees make this a forest?
if the tree does not have enough help from the environment in order to produce seed pods, then is it still potentially a forest?
to be a lone tree in the desert is quite an experience. yet, if the tree contains the forest within it, must the forest be seen in the outside world of the forest?
If I was the only tree standing in the desert I would believe I was the forest, as life would exist within me and around me. The little birds, insects and animals that would perch upon me or sit around me, would create my forest, my homes, my biome.
bh, if i were the only tree in the desert, and i wanted to know what it would be like to be part of a forest, then, as you say, i would have to find the forest within me.
and any other beings who came my way in the desert, could add to the expansiveness of my point of view........if i chose to see it that way.
would the birds see me as i see myself.........as a forest?
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