The Picture and the Paint
From the outside looking in....
We all have struggles and challenges in life and each of us choose different avenues and paths in how we choose to deal with them. Over the years, I have had many friends make statements about how unbelievably strong I am. Comments that they could never have weathered the storms that have come my way or handled the challenges that have been part of my path in life. From my side, I see the irony in what is perceived and what is felt.
What is it they say....it's all about the sensation in the eye that views the subject, rather than delineating the details of subject. I suppose all of us feel differently about our life as opposed to how it's viewed by others. Life encompasses impressionism...each story, with all the elements ...as one conceptual view is replaced by another.
They see the beautifully painted picture and I see and feel the smattering of all the different colors of paint thrown, brushed, and swirled on the canvas, just a jumble of colors next to each other, flat on a surface with no depth, no texture, no support.
There are days, I can feel the beauty and the brightness of the colors, but it is rare to see the beauty of what is on the canvas. I find that it is not as easy to step back and evaluate the portrait of my life. I certainly feel as if my life can be analogous to impressionism. I feel like I live in the short "broken" brush strokes of mixed and unmixed color, not the blended or smoothly shaded styles that take precedence over lines and contours as a life or portrait that leans toward the more traditional style. I view my character as relatively small, thin, but visible brush strokes, seemingly needing the accurate depiction of light that is the crucial element of human perception to take this ordinary subject matter and to achieve an effect of intense color and vibrancy to my life story. I don't often enough, take a step or two back and let the light reflect in order to see the beauty.
Others sometimes see a fresh and original vision.They see the beautiful painting. I strive to focus on that too. I realize everyone goes through hard times at some point. Life isn't easy. My struggles are far less than so many in this world, but struggles and challenges they are and they are real, just like all of yours. I will continue to strive to take the step back, to admire the beauty of the beautiful life that is woven in the colors and depth of all the smatterings of paint on my canvas. The joys, the tears, the triumphs and fears that achieve an effect of intense color and vibrancy to my my life story (our life stories). I hope that we can all take the step back to see the beautiful work of art, called life. It might not be a Monet, or a Van Gogh, or Renoir, but it's life, it's art in its purest form.
Every one's canvas is a kaleidoscope, the observations of beautiful forms, full of color. We all have different ways of seeing things. Whether it's an impressionist painting or like looking through a kaleidoscope, it's beauty, it's full and rich with ups and downs, laughter and tears and sometimes we need to look at the in between and help each other through the worries and struggles as they too are part of the picture and the paint that define us overall.
I will continue my fight to take a step back, to share my light so that it reflects to see the beauty within as well as in others. To be present and see the beauty that is all around us, not just the short brush strokes and smattering of paint, but to recognize that and shift.
We all have struggles and challenges in life and each of us choose different avenues and paths in how we choose to deal with them. Over the years, I have had many friends make statements about how unbelievably strong I am. Comments that they could never have weathered the storms that have come my way or handled the challenges that have been part of my path in life. From my side, I see the irony in what is perceived and what is felt.
What is it they say....it's all about the sensation in the eye that views the subject, rather than delineating the details of subject. I suppose all of us feel differently about our life as opposed to how it's viewed by others. Life encompasses impressionism...each story, with all the elements ...as one conceptual view is replaced by another.
They see the beautifully painted picture and I see and feel the smattering of all the different colors of paint thrown, brushed, and swirled on the canvas, just a jumble of colors next to each other, flat on a surface with no depth, no texture, no support.
There are days, I can feel the beauty and the brightness of the colors, but it is rare to see the beauty of what is on the canvas. I find that it is not as easy to step back and evaluate the portrait of my life. I certainly feel as if my life can be analogous to impressionism. I feel like I live in the short "broken" brush strokes of mixed and unmixed color, not the blended or smoothly shaded styles that take precedence over lines and contours as a life or portrait that leans toward the more traditional style. I view my character as relatively small, thin, but visible brush strokes, seemingly needing the accurate depiction of light that is the crucial element of human perception to take this ordinary subject matter and to achieve an effect of intense color and vibrancy to my life story. I don't often enough, take a step or two back and let the light reflect in order to see the beauty.
Others sometimes see a fresh and original vision.They see the beautiful painting. I strive to focus on that too. I realize everyone goes through hard times at some point. Life isn't easy. My struggles are far less than so many in this world, but struggles and challenges they are and they are real, just like all of yours. I will continue to strive to take the step back, to admire the beauty of the beautiful life that is woven in the colors and depth of all the smatterings of paint on my canvas. The joys, the tears, the triumphs and fears that achieve an effect of intense color and vibrancy to my my life story (our life stories). I hope that we can all take the step back to see the beautiful work of art, called life. It might not be a Monet, or a Van Gogh, or Renoir, but it's life, it's art in its purest form.
Every one's canvas is a kaleidoscope, the observations of beautiful forms, full of color. We all have different ways of seeing things. Whether it's an impressionist painting or like looking through a kaleidoscope, it's beauty, it's full and rich with ups and downs, laughter and tears and sometimes we need to look at the in between and help each other through the worries and struggles as they too are part of the picture and the paint that define us overall.
I will continue my fight to take a step back, to share my light so that it reflects to see the beauty within as well as in others. To be present and see the beauty that is all around us, not just the short brush strokes and smattering of paint, but to recognize that and shift.
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