Painting helps.... kinda
For fun, I ran to WalMart, bought some acrylic paint, three 12" x 16" canvas frames, and attempted to mimic the cute from grandbaby faces to canvas.
Painting, a least for some, allows one to live/look for/toward, tomorrow. "This canvas is blank - it's all up to you" it says as you peek at it from under the bright light.
Every move you make.... every step you take...
You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why....
Well... I guess this is a tad bit about Christmas... it's more, though, about life.
When one paints (or states, acts, lives, behaves, parents, advises, blogs, posts, yada) - ain't it great to think you've got COMPLETE control of that/life/canvas! Oh yeah, but, one is subject to everyone else in the world throwing their two cents in - with no control as to the content.
Start... just start.. take that first stroke... pick a color.. mark, set, go... do....
It's our life to create.. our canvas to fill (or not fill so much)... we can pick bright... dull... drab... shiny... opaque.. transparent...
We can be neat, tidy, clean-up-after-yourself in painting (life) - or, we can drag our shirtsleeve in it - muddle the canvas, redo.. then think "eh, I'll get to the sleeve later." (A hoarders last words)...
We can (breathe, live, parent, grandparent, write, type, talk, blog, walk, model, follow) paint - and have folks watch as we do. "Pretty good, but I think if I were you I might....." "Why did you pick those colors? Don't you think they're 1960-ish, kinda outdated? Why do you always paint about the past?"... "So, when you stand that easel up, are you pretty much saying you're better than us/me?"....
It's what one risks when they paint, live, breathe, act, yada. Can prick any hint of creativity out of it - as if a needle had just introduced itself to a balloon - UNLESS ya got the chutzpah to rise above, see/work through/past.
"Just don't listen." (Can't - ears)..
"Forget what they say".. (Can't - heart.)
"Be brave, don't stop, that's their want." (And, they're doing a pretty good job at that.)
Some of the people like you all of the time, all of the people like you some time, but not all people will like you all the time.
You can like some of the people all of the time, all of the people some of the time, but you won't like all of the people all of the time.
I'm old, grumpy I guess.. I mean, if you don't like, why do you visit? Victor, you take things too personally, you always have.
Paint away, but stay within the borders, or else....
Or else what?
Love, Victurd
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