The Aspiration of The Artist

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English: "The Moselle near Schengen at th...

English: “The Moselle near Schengen at the Drailännereck”, oil painting by Luxembourg artist Nico Klopp, 1924. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

From a deep well comes a certain longing.  It is for a distant horizon, dimly remembered, portending a certain clarity.  The striving for a transcendental, gives flesh and meaning to the concreteness of everyday reality.  For the artist is always seeking something more, be it in a painting, a song, or a poem.

What is the aspiration of the artist?   This question is as old as the hills, and as new as the as the latest blog post.  Timeless in form, yet essential in delineation, the artist strives to enter into the conversation of life, the river of connection that daily engulfs our lives.  Connection is key, for the moment dialogue is engaged, the artist enters into her element, and the creative flow arises naturally.  This is a given.

Perhaps in this new year, 2014, we can assess the realities before us.  A fact is still a fact, yet a dramatization can yield rich metaphors of meaning.  Hence, a realm of poetry is entered, a landscape of vivid portrayal, giving fresh impetus to the artist’s innate desire to create.  Yet, it is the conversation that gives meaning, the open knowledge that someone has seen our work, and that someone understands and appreciates it.

This is why, we at Lavender Turquois, curate the best, most interesting and liveliest of the vast offerings present to us in the WordPress domain.  This is our calling, and we hope your enjoy our effort.  For it is entering into the conversation, the element of mutual appreciation and dialog that comes with sincere effort, that is the true aspiration of the artist.

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Originally posted on A Place Called Love:

birds-branch

Speak to me fair bird,
Tell me secrets of your
Winged life ~ take my
Burdens leave them o’re
The ocean’s crashing waves;

Churning water mix’ed with air,
Leave my heavy burdens there.

For I have songs of joy to sing
When I lay down the burdens
That broke’d my one wing.

Speak to me fair bird,
Tell me secrets of your
Winged life ~ take my
Burdens leave them o’re
The ocean’s crashing waves;

Churning water mix’ed with air,
Leave my heavy burdens there.

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Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Originally posted on My Food And Flowers:

Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Hybrid Aster (Aster) 紫菀

Very hardy perennial.  Easy to grow in any full sun location in well drained soil.  Large amount of small purple flowers in late summer to frost.   Flowers attract bees and butterflies.   Flowers are excellent for cut flower.   Easy to propagate by dividing plants in early spring or from seeds.  USDA Zones: 4-9.  The wild variety is usually taller.  The cultivars are shorter.   Fast growing, do not tolerant foot traffic.

紫菀(Aster trinervius)菊科紫菀屬的植物, 非常強健的多年生草花.  容易栽種在任何全日照排水良好處.  夏末到霜降開大量小菊形紫花,花期很長,很適合切花,花頗吸引蜂蝶.  容易於春天時以分株或種子來繁殖.  耐寒也耐熱.  野生的株高較高,園藝種的較矮有矮性品種.  生長快速,不耐踩.

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GRATEFUL PILGRIMS – SHARING OUR WORLD

Originally posted on SERENDIPITY:

Share Your World – 2014 Week 39

Did you ever get lost?

Did I ever get lost? When am I not lost? I have no sense of direction. Ask anyone. You could put a paper bag over my head in my living room, twirl me around twice, take the bag off and I would be lost.

Autumn through the window

Traveling? I can read a map — my saving grace. Of course we have a GPS but as often as not, it sends us to the wrong place. Boston is hopeless for a GPS. Everything is so close together, half the time the GPS thinks we are driving up the Charles River and not Storrow Drive. It loses its signal in the tunnels. Many street names in Boston are duplicated in several locations and the GPS always sends us to the wrong part of town.

In more rural areas, our GPS sends us via weird back roads to bridges that washed out…

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Ivan Semyonovich Kulikov ~ Russian Artist

Originally posted on Veraiconica's Blog:

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Ivan Semyonovich Kulikov was born on april 1st 1870 and died on December 15th 1945

What can we say of him? He was not an ordinary painter; he was also a teacher, and an author of insightful portraits and a faithful and loving depicter of the Russian way of life. His life was bookended by the Vladimir region, for he was born in Murom, Vladimir guberniya, and died in the same city (which was now in Vladimir oblast). His initial artistic training was at the drawing school of the Society for the Encouragement of the Arts (1893-96), where one of his instructors was the well-known painter and graphic artist Ernest Lipgardt. At the Academy of Fine Arts (1896-1902), his instructors influenced him greatly, especially the Peredvizhniki masters Vladimir Makovsky and Ilya Repin. Whilst he was studying at the Academy, he assisted Ilya Repin in…

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The Tradition of Rosh Hashanah

Originally posted on Morning Meditations:

And all believe that He is the faithful God.

-from the Machzor

This ninth-century, twofold alphabetical acrostic has been ascribed to Yohanan ha-Cohen, but M. Zulay says that Yannai (ca.550 C.E.) may have been it’s author. Declaring that God holds in His hand the scales of justice, the piyyut affirms that He is merciful even as He fathoms our secret devisings.

-Max Arzt
Chapter 2: “The New Year (Rosh Hashanah), pp 175-6
Justice and Mercy: Commentary on the Liturgy of the New Year and the Day of Atonement

This morning (as I write this), I listened to part of an audio teaching by Aaron Eby called “The Shofar and the Signs of the Times: A Lesson for Rosh Hashanah” as I commuted to work. Since I can’t take notes and drive at the same time (my wife says that men can’t multitask), I can’t reference large portions of the content…

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