It is Thanksgiving day, and almost every blog I read today and yesterday is some one's list of what they are thankful for. It's getting to be a bit much. So, as some one who is thankful EVERY day, for so much! I won't bore you with my list.
Although, something happened yesterday that really blessed me.
I am showing about 60 of my paintings on silk and watercolors at the Vashon Community Care Center through January 30, 2014.
Yesterday I went in to hang a painting in the staff room. After all, the staff need cheering, too. Pam was pushing Kate down the hall in her wheel chair, and we stopped to chat. I think Kate may have had a stroke since I saw her last, as she was barely able to mumble, and her words were hard to understand. Some how, she was able to tell us that she loves one painting in particular. Pam wheeled her down the hall, until she indicated the piece I call "Looking at the World through a Heart Shaped Hole."
I told Kate the story, that this painting is about looking at the world through love, and that makes the world so beautiful! Kate just glowed as I told her!
And it gets even better.
On the way home, I stopped for tea at the Vashon Tea Shop. I mentioned to Boo, the proprietor, that I have a show of my paintings at the Care Center. "Oh, you are the artist!" exclaimed a young woman at the next table. "I LOVE those paintings!"
She went on to tell us she has been walking with her 94 year old grandmother down the halls of the Care Center. "My grandma stops at every painting and shows me the details she loves. When we walk by again, she stops and points out different details!"
And that's why I show my work.
Although, something happened yesterday that really blessed me.
I am showing about 60 of my paintings on silk and watercolors at the Vashon Community Care Center through January 30, 2014.
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| Looking at the World Through a Heart Shaped Hole |
I told Kate the story, that this painting is about looking at the world through love, and that makes the world so beautiful! Kate just glowed as I told her!
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| Love Birds
Shiwa had been turned into a bird, and his beloved,
Humei, was no where to be found. Finally he heard her
singing. She had been buried in the mountain. Shiwa dug
until he opened a hole big enough to go through--and there
was Humei! She turned into a bird as well, and they flew
happily off, free!
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On the way home, I stopped for tea at the Vashon Tea Shop. I mentioned to Boo, the proprietor, that I have a show of my paintings at the Care Center. "Oh, you are the artist!" exclaimed a young woman at the next table. "I LOVE those paintings!"
She went on to tell us she has been walking with her 94 year old grandmother down the halls of the Care Center. "My grandma stops at every painting and shows me the details she loves. When we walk by again, she stops and points out different details!"
And that's why I show my work.
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