Drink your tea slowly and
reverently,
as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves
- slowly,
evenly, without rushing toward the future.
Thich Nhat Hanh
The hummingbirds
have returned, with their quick flights, and territorial behaviors. Some Native
American’s call them warriors. Hummingbirds were thought to be the sun,
courting a beautiful woman, the moon. They are also a symbol of good luck and
joy. Off in the woods I hear the quail call for the first time this season. It is
fully spring.
A pattern forms,
built over time, influenced by dark and light, warmth and cold, proximity and
personal preference. Awareness and gratitude play a part.
This weekend is Opening
of the Studio. My studio beckons in the
light of the changing season, in the warmth of the space and daylight for the
walk back and forth. The sound track in the background is the song of birds in
the day and the one billion frogs crocking in a near by pond in the evening.
I’m a fair weather
painter. I create all winter, in a small warm spot near the fire. The studio is
welcoming in spring and summer and fall. And so the painting experiments
continue. Water colors, papers. Monoprinting. They cover the floor and any flat
surface. Each day I pull the dried papers apart to see what has happened.
The gardener called
me to the door and said “I’ve found a treasure.” In his hands was a year old nest
found in the honeysuckle.
The longer I live the more
beautiful life becomes.
If you foolishly ignore beauty, you will soon find
yourself without it.
Your life will be impoverished.
But if you invest in
beauty, it will remain with you all the days of your life.
Frank Lloyd Wright
I’m drinking tea,
making marks and giving thanks for the light and beauty in my life.
