On, In, and Around Mondays: The Keeping Phrase
"I want to be thinking about dancing again, and paper art, and how we will never have enough wall space for all the beautiful art we love," I told my friend.
We'd been talking about something that saddened us both. And it was good to talk. It is always good to talk.
But when we were done talking about the sad thing, we moved on to other things: dance, paper art, and the fact that we both own more art than our wall spaces can accommodate.
For my part, the art comes in a constant stream from my daughters. I was reminded of this as I tidied for a visit from Bradley Moore and his wife. (Yes, we had to have tea, and I had to show them my copy of the beautiful Neruda's Memoirs: Poems.)
Anyway, as I tidied for Brad's visit, I kept thinking...
we will never have enough wall space for all the beautiful art we love.
And suddenly it became this statement I wanted to say again and again. Because, it's so easy to stay with the sad things in life, to focus on the negative, to forget...
we will never have enough wall space for all the beautiful art we love.
we will never have enough wall space for all the beautiful art we love.
we will never have enough wall space for all the beautiful art we love.
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On, In and Around Mondays (which partly means you can post any day and still add a link) is an invitation to write from where you are. Tell us what is on, in, around (over, under, near, by...) you. Feel free to write any which way... compose a tight poem or just ramble for a few paragraphs. But we should feel a sense of place. Would you like to try? Write something 'in place' and add your link below.
If you could kindly link back here when you post, it will create a central meeting place. :)
This post is also shared with Laura Boggess, for...
All art pieces in this post are by Sara, 13. Used with permission.
Labels: art, beauty, On in and Around Mondays
posted by L.L. Barkat at 8:00 AM
17 Comments:
I'm glad you and your friend were able to find things to be joyful about in addition to the sadness. I think sometimes sadness opens us up to relaly feeling joy, too.
Your table looks beautiful -- long ago, before the debacle of the man who promised to love me 'til death do us part and got busy on making the death part come true sooner rather than later, I owned those very same dishes.
Love them!
Love your table.
And the fact, we'll never have enough wall space for all the art we love.
My walls are filled with art -- mine and my daughters and a few pieces from 'others'.
It may be crowded but every wall is a show of Love.
Hugs
Louise
And what to do with the "extra" art we love? Mail it to friends and family, of course!
L.L., I have a friend who makes photo books each year for her daughters. Now they have a bound collection of pages and pages of art. I reckon some interspersed poetry would be fitting in collections for your girls. ;-)
Blessings.
Your life is art. I'm so intrigued by the various ways that God has gifted you, my friend. You are a priceless masterpiece of the Father.
You also seem to have a gift of hospitality, a way of inviting us into your art and into your life.
So brilliant... your idea of virtual wall space, which never runs out! Now I need to figure out how to take really good pictures of what's been hiding in portfolio boxes.
And look at all the beautiful art you have here.
I needed this so much today. Yes, we need to talk about the beauty, about the things that stir. And create. Yes, yes, yes!
Jealous of your tea with Brad and the Mrs.! That must be the Valentine's trip he mentioned. And Neruda's Memoirs? I'm gearing up to write something about that pocket of beauty there. Just have to. But still. Just. Reading.
Such lovely art! Thanks for this fun meme. (Can I ask a big favour? I typoed the title of my submission, and then fixed and submitted again. Is there any way you can delete "Sheri's Ship"? Thanks!)
This is really wonderful and I love the table settings~ my own china~ and the hands are perfect.
Art work can be saved in special books or on special walls...there will be room somewhere.
I love this--as a photographer I ALWAYS feel like that--in fact, it just struck me for the first time that of the probably 30,000 images I have taken, there is only one on my wall . . . hmmm. I'm thinking I might at least make an attempt to put some of the art I love on the bits of wall space I do have! Thank you!!
"We will never have enough wall space for all the beautiful art we love." Yes, repeat those words often. Thanks for posting your daughters' art work--it's delightful. I remember being in the Louvre and being overwhelmed by the sheer volume of beauty. And then I thought, "Heaven will be eternal beauty everywhere, all the time, and nothing there will hang in a frame that is chipped, cracked, or broken." Thanks again for inviting us to link. Blessings.
What a blessing - all that beautiful art. Perhaps they could take turns hanging on the walls?
I absolutely love the artwork on your table. Just lovely!
Lovely art, Laura.
Your sadness at not having enough wall space for beautiful art, resonated with me. I have so many arts and crafts supplies – lots more than I’ll ever be able to use up. I can’t bear to part with any, since those might be the very things I would most crave to use someday. But the sheer amount pushes hard against my living space. Because of my circumstances, I’ll probably need to downsize my space and simplify my life even more than it already is. Wrench, wrench! And besides accumulating irresistible future-supplies, I just keep on creating new arty things, which, you guessed it, take up still more of my crowded space.
I just have to “do all for the glory of God,” and thank him for the great opportunities to enjoy creative moments. If I do have to move to a small place and simplify my activities even more, then I will have had the playtime now, as a good memory of worshiping and talking to Him. And if by some miracle I’m able to stay put, then I’ll have even more satisfying times to indulge in my God-given creativity, in adoration of Him who created me and put the bee in my brain to be an imitator and imaginate-or.
As usual, my link to “On Mondays” didn’t work right, but clicking the link at the right of the “not found” page will get to the right place. And here’s the url again, just in case:
http://kingfishercrossing.blogspot.com/2011/02/kool-aid-moments.html
Hey! That's my hand! (Well, now I know that I'll never make it as a hand model.)
Thank you once again for the tea and the visit! :)
And I'll always wish for more art than wall space. That's why the have art museums, isn't it?
We will never have enough wall space for the beautiful art we love, nor will we have enough shelves for all the beautiful books we love (or enough time for all the beautiful friends we love).
So we build shelves for as many books as possible, hang as much art as will fit on the walls (maybe you could rotate your favorite pieces)?
As for friends, you do so well inviting them into your life and making time for them in creative and gracious ways.
This is a freeing thing somehow...I think of the pictures of THEM growing so, and how I want these sweet moments captured hung to see...but we're moving and packing and will reduce size...less material...but there is art and we love it and it makes our lives full and there will be enough room in heaven;)
I need to repeat that refrain -- I'm a negative broken-record this weekend. But how right you are...
I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the art! 13!!! A beautiful soul is what I see in these!
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