Art does not happen fast. There is not much about it that’s instant. Sure the idea sparks and creativity is ignited, but the finished work takes time.
This is my beginning piece. There’s more I want to do with it, but it will remain as it is.
I need time to think about what I want to do with it. You can do so many things when the art is in your own hands, not stuck on some wall, and you give it space to breathe.
It’s a lot like life. You have to step back and survey the landscape. Maybe you even ponder the simplicity of life or the lack of it.
Today I am reminded to take time and enjoy the process of making things. It’s sometimes slow and tedious, but that’s okay. It is a mental reprieve in which the mind can breathe again.
In this moment it’s about letting the words speak. There is truth in them that will exceed simply colorizing lines and spaces.
It’s speaks of being and resting in the embrace of the be.
So here’s to slowing down, hugging life full on, and engaging in simplicity.