The Aspiration of The Artist


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.

Jesus Calling

Originally posted on Three Iron Nails:

You will not find My Peace by engaging in excessive planning: attempting to control what will happen to you in the future. That is a commonly practiced form of unbelief. When your mind spins with multiple plans, Peace may sometimes seem to be within your grasp; yet it always eludes you. Just when you think you have prepared for all possibilities, something unexpected pops up and throws things into confusion.

I did not design the human mind to figure out the future. That is beyond your capability. I crafted your mind for continual communication with Me. Bring Me all your needs, your hopes and fears. Commit everything into My care. Turn from the path of planning to the path of Peace.

Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.
—1 Peter…

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An oil painting that needs a name. . . help?

Originally posted on Hue Bliss: Color & Art notes by Karen Gillis Taylor:

Bird in Oils, 24 x 24", Karen Gillis Taylor, 2014

Bird in Oils, 24 x 24″, Karen Gillis Taylor, 2014. Click images for larger views.

I need a name for this painting and the naming well appears to be dry today. I think it’s because I was so engrossed in my switch to oils from acrylics that when I finally finished, my brain said, “that’s enough! Go get some dinner or take a walk.”

Bird painting detail

Bird painting detail

When I worked at the quilting magazine job, one of the more interesting things was going to meetings to name the quilts being sent through the patterning process. Brainstorming is fun for me. But that requires other people, and it’s just me in the studio today.

I think this is a Western Bluebird if that helps. I like the movement of the shapes happening. If you want to throw out some names in the comments section, that would be fun to see! I’m…

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Symbolic Travels

Originally posted on Waking Spirals:

“Symbols are to the mind what tools are to the hand–an extended application of its powers.”
–Dion Fortune

Speak to me in the language of dreams
Show me your internal language
where an orange means sunshine
a dark woman, death
and where fools and horses collide
Lend me a guide, a hermit or priest
perhaps a naked woman on lion’s back
to show me the way to where the god’s live.
Snakes and spiders and apple groves
sacred shrines where few are welcome
in each being I meet within you
I come to know you more
I’ll show you mine as well
skulls will dance for us
and we’ll climb rainbows
and I’ll show you worlds / not worlds and not-words
you’ll come to see and we’ll both know
and in the knowing we join
and understand the secret places
that lie between us
— G A Rosenberg

Blessings, G

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