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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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The clouds would not think the falling leaves were raindrops ...because it's shape,form and what make of it ...are not the same as raindrops and clouds understand that they themselves are the orginal make up of raindrop ....when the tree grew up into the sky ....would it reach for the sun ?? would the rainbow be encircled around it ?? Would it be a way to provide the little boy to take the golden eggs from the big sleeping giant??
Sorry...make a mistake ...the tree will it provide a way for the boy to get the golden coins from the sleeping giant ??
i do believe it is the goose that laid the golden eggs and so the little boy could climb high up in the tree and look for whatever wealth he could find. even if it might be clouds shaped like goose eggs...........
so within a cloud is the knowledge of the form of any raindrop that might fall from it.........
no matter what is before us, we can compare it to an inner knowledge that does not confuse shape with form............?
:)...maybe by not confusing it's shape and form ...we have a better idea of making the raindrops nourish the ground, and let it be fruitful ...wow...the goose that lays golden eggs ....what do you think is the goose make up of ...to lay golden eggs ???
leaves that look like raindrops can also nourish the ground. from which the tree grows high into the sky. high enough to take a small boy into a world in which a goose lays a golden egg.
what is the goose made of? could it be dreams?
haha...becos leaves rot ...and become ferterilziers ...so can let trees grow taller ....anyway...will the mother miss the boy if he went up the tree...and into the world to find the goose ....she is all alone in the house waiting for him to come back .....guess ...that is why watches are made :)...to let the boy remember the time and seasons to go back to his mom :)
if his mother gave him a watch, would he know how to tell time?
and if he did, would his way of telling time be the same as that of his mother?
...would they build aircraft landing strips on tree tops? ...will there nose bleeds or blood freeze to deal with?
i wonder if there would be special parachutes to take the plane's passengers down to the ground...from the landing strip high in the treetops.
and if so, would the clouds think the parachutists were raindrops with faces?
...and at that high an alltitude, will the noses on the faces be bleeding? And would the clouds mind the polution?
The noses would be blowing bubbles...lavender and gold and silver.
Would the clouds label it as pollution?
However, i wonder, is pollution another form of a cloud? One that clings to the ground rather than floats in the sky; one that knows more of the ways of people than of birds and stars and moon?
if we look up, standing on the ground, would we mistake the raindrops to be leaves?
would we think the clouds have entangled themselves in the branches of the tree?
would the tree then be the cloud, and the cloud be the trees- a beautiful reversal of roles?
BH
bh, if we expect leaf shapes to be leaves, then would we assume that the raindrops were indeed leaves? rather than question what we might be seeing.
and if the cloud became the tree, then what would its roots be?
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