this little painting is sort of like thinking aloud..
when you think of "sailing out the harbor" on a clear day, the water is the bluest blue in your mind, right out of the paint container, the sails are bright white, the waves rhythmic. In your mind, the scene appears simply, like a childrens' book illustration. . . happy and honest.
I should tie in the following poem with this post somehow, but truly it just came to me. Lovely it is in its simplicity, honesty. Perhaps whimsical images come to my mind at its' reading?
Whatever the message, it leaves you with a glow. I know this feeling.
You must read it aloud to truly feel it.
[i carry your heart with me (i carry it in]
BY E. E. CUMMINGS
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)