Flowers are forgiving, rambling, delicately layered like daydreams. Sketch them, splash on color, pay no particular attention to their line or form. They offer no pressure, no deadlines, only soften the world with their hue and fragrance--and visit us ever so gently.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
After tackling something hard, whether it’s a disappointment, recovery from illness, finishing up taxes or completing a difficult project, I like to then do something idle, something refreshing and easy.
For the Love of It...
...the sage sees heaven reflected in Nature as in a mirror, and he pursues this Art, not for the sake of gold or silver, but for the love of the knowledge which it reveals.