Leaves

Leaves, Ribbons and the Art of Repeating Myself

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Occasionally, my sisters tease me about my paintings.

“Another leaf, Michele?”

“Ribbons… again?”

Yes.

Often my paintings

take me back

over and over again

to leaves and branches..

to seed pods and swirling ribbons.

Another blackberry.

Another mask.

Maybe to the casual observer

I am repeating myself.

But as I caress these beloved objects

that appear beneath my paintbrush,

they form a mysterious language of symbols..

An intimate, spiritual conversation

that only the heart understands.

The Painter, the Painting and the Art of Looking Deeper

 

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Once upon a time

a woman bought one of my little paintings.

When I came inside to meet her

she was surprised.

She said I did not look like what she expected.

Apparently, she did not look deep enough.

I look exactly like my paintings.

The painter and the painting are one and the same..

such is the power of art.

Art can reach beneath the surface

and reveal the truth and beauty that exists in all of us.

The body I walk around in has nothing to do with it.

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