I mean the life lottery. Every single day as an
artist I feel lucky. Yesterday I had lunch with an
artist friend, and another artist friend of the family
visited my studio last night and oohed and aahed
about my work. It's such an amazing feeling to be around
people who understand you, and get your work.
It was like a blessing. (How would that go? --
"Go forward my child and continue your wonderful
work." Well all right then. I will.)
The baby's asleep
(work in progress)
Acrylic on canvas
Acrylic on canvas
8 x 8 inches
Barbara Muir © 2010
Earlier at my friend's house as we talked
I'd been dazzled by her paintings on the walls,
and in her studio. I was so fascinated by what she was
doing. We talked about how lucky we were
to have this passion for art. On the way home
I thought about a story about a man who went
to see a guru (I wonder if I heard this in a movie
recently) and when asked what he wanted, the
man said, "to win the lottery." What was the
guru's advice "buy a ticket!" So I bought a
ticket.
An artist's bounty at the park today
But I wondered why I so rarely check my actual
lottery tickets to see whether or not I've won.
The answer is simple. I already have. I live
a life filled with love, compassion, fun and beauty
full time. I am an artist -- and that my friends is
like winning the lottery every day.
Zoey enjoys our neighbourhood park
2 comments:
hi Barbara,
I love the way you've captured the tenderness in the way the lady is holding the baby, and her proud glance at the viewer. i remember feeling like that as a mum.
Hi Sally,
Thanks so much. Yes I remember it too, that combined with a kind of primitive leonine protectiveness. Does that go away? I don't like people criticizing my kids to this day.
Love your work.
XOBarbara
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