There are times in my life when I really wish I was artistically talented.
I long to sit down at a piano or with a guitar and compose a piece of music that expresses how I feel.
I long to sculpt or paint or piece together a work of art that describes visually what is going on inside.
I do not doubt that I am artistic in my own way- but I don't design clothing or carve cakes, and being able to arrange a template of pictures on a scrap book page just doesn't cut it :)
Today I was inspired by art.
-a 6 foot tall bird's nest made out of artificial human bones. It may sound odd but the artist's interpretation made so much sense. For a moment I wished I could explain my thought processes visually.
-a family portrait made out of glass sculptures of varying colors and sizes and designs.
-a collage of bowls that represented Breast Cancer ... only after the firing of the glass did some of the imperfections appear... I thought of the women in my family- those who have overcome and those who have lost that battle...
What is it that makes me, me? Makes me inspiring, talented?
-My written words?
kierst says yes... and we both smile... sometimes you don't need words... sometimes you don't want words... sometimes you don't even need an answer, you just want to share...