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| copyrighted art by Sandi Baron |
Palm trees are such beautiful creations. Each simplistic frond creates a flowing elegant branch. The movement in the branches produces gentle breezes giving comfort on the hottest day. Each part works for the good of the whole universe. The coconut palm produces sweet milk and wonderful tasting fruit. This tree has beauty and fruitfulness. Now, why am I belaboring the description and purpose of palm trees? Because I am trying to paint them, I study them intently. While I am painting the branches , I take some risk. I include colors that my husband doesn’t see. I risk taking God made beauty and interpreting the orange of the sun’s reflections .
Each painting flows and suddenly gets stuck. It is a collection of smears, misplaced brush strokes, and even colors that do not enhance each other if I jump the color wheel too quickly. Isn’t that like our lives? We begin with a vision, a goal, a hope, or an idea. We take the risk to paint the living room four colors of green, make a rug into a wall hanging, or throw whatever is in the refrigerator together and call it dinner. We start a diet, an exercise program, a spiritual study. We sometimes don’t tell anyone because we know there is a risk , and we don’t want to come up looking incomplete or worse yet, unsuccessful. We sometimes take life-long risks like choosing a marriage partner, starting a family, rescuing a pet, or beginning a career. Each of these are chances we take in life.
If one wants nature to look exactly the way it appears to all of us who can see, then just take a photo. That's what I do because it brings me pleasure, but you, my dear, love putting something of yourself into the mix. And that is wonderful. So awkwardness, smearing creep into the mix. That's okay; you're using the God-given gift you have, and that's what matters. Right?
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Thank you , Norma. You are always so encouraging. That is a God given gift that you use well. Only a couple more weeks to paint the palms. We love our time here. It reminds me of my childhood. I always loved palms.
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