Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tomorrow night is Third Thursday and I've got this little set up in Gallery 7. I'm asking people to leave me some handwriting to use in future artwork.
If you're out and about, stop into Gallery 7 and leave me a note. It can be a favorite word, phrase or sentence, a motto you live by, a quote you love - anything you wish. You can sign your name or not.
I love handwriting and have decided I need to collect more of it. So, please stop by Gallery 7 and share something with me.
Or, feel free to mail me something if you can't stop by Gallery 7 Thursday night.
Speaking of artwork... I gave Mark a piece for his birthday.
He's visiting for a few days and had expressed interest in some art. I decided to just let him choose something he liked from my stash of finished work. He picked this one almost immediately.
I'm glad I let him choose because I probably wouldn't have picked this one for him. I think he likes it!
I love to make people happy.
Posted by Patsy Terrell at 10:41 PM
"When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."
— Wendell Berry
Someone posted this on Facebook the other day and if I had ever read it before I had forgotten it. I love Wendell Berry and I love this image of "still water."
I've always returned to the confluence of the Ohio and Mississippi Rivers near where I grew up in Kentucky to re-center myself. When I read this, it occurred to me how that is the opposite of still water.
Poets have such an amazing grasp of the language. I've become convinced only poets can offer these turns of phrase that stay with us.
I think maybe I need to find more still water in my life.
Posted by Patsy Terrell at 7:44 AM