Such is the power of art: It is both witness to and celebrator of the value of the ordinary, which we so frequently forsake in our quests for artificial greatness, a kind of resensitization tool that awakens us to the richness of our daily lives. (Maria Popova, Brainpickings)
Nearly all my art is a celebration. Countless posts on this blog reveal that. More often than not, I am celebrating my good fortune at having another day to experience the miracle that it is to walk the earth. (Thich Nhat Hanh) The angel pictured (left) was created to celebrate the arrival of my grand daughter.
I appreciate birds, feathers, family, colour, friends and freedom, silver hair and the darling Labrador who cured me of my animal phobia. (While the link between the necklace on the right and that darling animal may not be abundantly clear, take my word for it. He is very much a part of it).
That’s the end of my reflections on Maria Popova’s great essay about Art as Therapy by Alain de Boton and John Armstrong. It was a fun way to make me really read!