Oh for the freedom of childhood! As I watch my nearly 4 year old granddaughter, I see that maintaining their element of surprise and astonishment at each new day and each new experience can add dimension to one's life that seems to be missing from many of our adult lives. When you smoosh around paint and scribble with pencils, bang on metal, spread solder we are fortunate to regain a piece of that freshness and openness that gives us such pleasure. How fortunate is the artist! We recreate nature, our emotions, our lives by the manipulation of inanimate tools. We change nature, add to it, take away. What a way to expend frustration, anger, sadness! We, too, can have a run on the beach with abject glee without even leaving our studios. Is that why we create art, for the freedom it gives us?
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Freedom from worry, a goal to strive for!
Oh for the freedom of childhood! As I watch my nearly 4 year old granddaughter, I see that maintaining their element of surprise and astonishment at each new day and each new experience can add dimension to one's life that seems to be missing from many of our adult lives. When you smoosh around paint and scribble with pencils, bang on metal, spread solder we are fortunate to regain a piece of that freshness and openness that gives us such pleasure. How fortunate is the artist! We recreate nature, our emotions, our lives by the manipulation of inanimate tools. We change nature, add to it, take away. What a way to expend frustration, anger, sadness! We, too, can have a run on the beach with abject glee without even leaving our studios. Is that why we create art, for the freedom it gives us?
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