Two paintings.
Title..."it starts with a thought"
Media: Watercolor on Paper & Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 8 x 10 inches
Artist: betsisanders 09
Everything starts with a thought, an idea, a concept, a meditative reflection, a recollection, a memory... these are the results of the process of thinking.
The woman is deep in thought, all the time. She has found a way of redirecting her thoughts, through painting and writing. Creative individuals, painters, writers, poets, musicians, dancers... ( Van Gogh, Tchaikovsky, Churchill, Hemingway).... experienced mood disorders... and so does this woman! She may never be great or famous, or loved as much... but her paintings are proof, illustrations or manifestations of her deepest and most serious thoughts, done during her pensive,melancholic and creative moods.
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Boyet went to Singapore early September and as usual, he brought me a box of orchids. . . . it started with the orchids, I placed them on a vase, then later on, made some of them into a bouquet, which Alvin offered to Mama Mary on her birthday. Some orchids were left on the vase. The deep purple flowers began to wilt and fall off their stems. Then there was this last one, that I thought of capturing ... immortalize on paper.
Flowers ... these delicate, beautiful, sometimes fragrant flowers, provide inspiration to artists, playwrights, poets, painters, even mystics. They may lack utilitarian purpose, but they become most valuable to the recipient of these wonderful, most precious creation of nature.
"The Buddha gave a silent sermon, where he once held up a flower and steadily looked at it. After a long while, a monk called Mahakasyapa, began to smile and was said to be the only one who understood the silent sermon. They say that this became the origin of Zen, as passed on by several masters."
St. Therese, the little flower, sends you a white rose when your wishes are granted.
God must have loved us all very dearly for He created the most beautiful, most romantic thing on earth. As long as flowers continue to bloom, and emit their sweet fragrance, these lovely flowers will continue to brighten our days and chase the blues away.
That woman is staring blankly at the flower, seemingly unaffected, quietly admiring its beauty, absorbing the peace and tranquility that the flower represents, thanking her God for all the blessings she has received, hoping for more blessings to come, wishing only happiness for her husband, son, Dad, sisters and their families, truthful friends... and for herself.
>>>
Aging is good. Those senior moments that we most of the time refer to are good. For us, golden ladies, who experience an awakening in our lives, who reinvent ourselves, who transform our old selves into better individuals, or those who simply just try to fulfill their childhood dreams... if we don't do it now, when else? People ask why...and we say, why not? We do not need a reason to do something, we just have to do it, say it, write it, paint it... what can those unappreciative, user friendly, ungrateful, highly critical people do to us? Nothing!
What matters is that we have done it. Dr Seuss says, "Those who mind what you say or do, don't matter. Those who matter, don't mind."
>>>
Have a great weekend. We did... spent a magical day at the happiest place on earth where all dreams come true. !!!
September 09 / betsisanders
The woman is deep in thought, all the time. She has found a way of redirecting her thoughts, through painting and writing. Creative individuals, painters, writers, poets, musicians, dancers... ( Van Gogh, Tchaikovsky, Churchill, Hemingway).... experienced mood disorders... and so does this woman! She may never be great or famous, or loved as much... but her paintings are proof, illustrations or manifestations of her deepest and most serious thoughts, done during her pensive,melancholic and creative moods.
>>>
Boyet went to Singapore early September and as usual, he brought me a box of orchids. . . . it started with the orchids, I placed them on a vase, then later on, made some of them into a bouquet, which Alvin offered to Mama Mary on her birthday. Some orchids were left on the vase. The deep purple flowers began to wilt and fall off their stems. Then there was this last one, that I thought of capturing ... immortalize on paper.
Flowers ... these delicate, beautiful, sometimes fragrant flowers, provide inspiration to artists, playwrights, poets, painters, even mystics. They may lack utilitarian purpose, but they become most valuable to the recipient of these wonderful, most precious creation of nature.
"The Buddha gave a silent sermon, where he once held up a flower and steadily looked at it. After a long while, a monk called Mahakasyapa, began to smile and was said to be the only one who understood the silent sermon. They say that this became the origin of Zen, as passed on by several masters."
St. Therese, the little flower, sends you a white rose when your wishes are granted.
God must have loved us all very dearly for He created the most beautiful, most romantic thing on earth. As long as flowers continue to bloom, and emit their sweet fragrance, these lovely flowers will continue to brighten our days and chase the blues away.
That woman is staring blankly at the flower, seemingly unaffected, quietly admiring its beauty, absorbing the peace and tranquility that the flower represents, thanking her God for all the blessings she has received, hoping for more blessings to come, wishing only happiness for her husband, son, Dad, sisters and their families, truthful friends... and for herself.
>>>
Aging is good. Those senior moments that we most of the time refer to are good. For us, golden ladies, who experience an awakening in our lives, who reinvent ourselves, who transform our old selves into better individuals, or those who simply just try to fulfill their childhood dreams... if we don't do it now, when else? People ask why...and we say, why not? We do not need a reason to do something, we just have to do it, say it, write it, paint it... what can those unappreciative, user friendly, ungrateful, highly critical people do to us? Nothing!
What matters is that we have done it. Dr Seuss says, "Those who mind what you say or do, don't matter. Those who matter, don't mind."
>>>
Have a great weekend. We did... spent a magical day at the happiest place on earth where all dreams come true. !!!
September 09 / betsisanders
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