Is beauty for the shallow and the vain? Is it something that only the wealthy can have while the rest of us are just trying to survive? Is beauty only relevant when we reach the point of “self actualization?” Much of my life I would have said that beauty is not a need. It is a superfluous desire that doesn’t deserve merit or thought, and certainty not in a category of a need. Beauty is a want at the very best, almost a weakness or a distraction from true goals. Function and practicality were far more important than the idealistic idea of wanting beauty.
Now I am older-which doesn’t that I am old, but, I am older. All my life I have pushed myself. Whether it was in school, work, taking care of family or friends I could always find the strength to keep going, continually on path to my goals. I am persistent. . .maybe stubborn.
Then there was an accident and I got hurt. Most of my life was stripped from me. I lived in nothingness.
I am still stubborn. I have been clawing myself back to life. This is a reexamination of what life means and what is important. Beauty is important. Beauty can help us to find peace. It can create a stillness that allows us to rejuvenate. We can look for beauty and become more aware of the world around us. We can create beauty, and in creating, we grow. We can use it to express ourselves.
Painters have a canvas, potters have clay, dancers have the stage. These are examples of mediums artists can use to express themselves. I am not a painter, potter or dancer but maybe I can still create art. This can be my canvas. My pictures and words can be an expression to others. This is my journey. These stories and pictures are my paintings and the blog is my portfolio. I hope you like it.