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A Painting Lesson

Life is painting a picture, not doing a sum. ~ Oliver Wendell Holmes

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Paint is a forgiving teacher.

My painting class  begins with white-canvas panic, a daunting challenge for unskilled fingers, and eyes unaccustomed to seeing.

The waiting palette, with its glistening piles, forces me to look hard at what is before me, to pay attention to something besides my own tiresome concerns.

I glance around the studio and whimper. “Someone tell me what color the small flowers are. How do you make the color copper?” I beg for pity, it is the paint that obliges.

“Just dip your brush and remember what you know. We’ll go wherever you lead,” the pigments promise.

In what feels like chaos, I shift colors and shapes around the canvas, and they graciously move. They yield without complaint to a different tint,  a new placement in the picture, even their erasure for the sake of the whole.

In the painting above, the objects have been so brush-battered I imagine I can hear the orange (reshaped, pushed off the side, informed it is not, after all,  the main focal point) groan in protest.

And the poor chrysanthemum. How many times can it endure having petals scraped and reapplied under my muttering inexpertise? But a day later, I am still fussing with edges, and the paint allows me, it forgives.

What The Painting Will Tell You

Art experts claim, “Your paintings will be your best teacher.” But the lessons don’t stay on the canvas. Somehow life must imitate art.

Be forgiving, stay pliable, bend to the brush of the Artist.

Graciously fade back when the story is not about you; in the spotlight, shine for God’s glory.

Don’t be afraid of the ugly stages. Wait with hope for beauty to emerge.

Make a statement with your life, a purposeful, well-drawn composition, pleasing to God’s eye.

Be your truest, purest color, but learn to harmonize with others around you.

Find beauty in the midst of shadows, but remember to look for the light.

“For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” Ephesians 2:10

What lessons have you learned from your efforts? 

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Je Vais En France Aujourd’hui

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. ~Marcel Proust

Allons-y! 

Here I go! Today I fly to the south of France for a plein air painting workshop. I’ll spend  two weeks peering at poppy fields and vineyards, castles and Roman ruins. And, after I’ve gazed, squinted, breathed, looked around me nervously, I will dip a brush in oily color and….

My teacher is great, but I’m a rookie among hall of famers. A friend posted this quote for me yesterday, “Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do.” (Edgar Degas). I think Degas was right. I’m in the Junior T-ball stage, I can’t fail, and there’s a juice box and fist bump waiting at the end of every effort.

So far I have:

Practiced Sketching

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And Mixing Colors

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Created My Values

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And Packed My Paint Supplies

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Blogging In France?

I hope I will. But more than that, I hope to savor every moment of this gift. Traveling teaches us to pay attention, to look at the world through less smeary lenses. I leave, already repentant for daily graces I seldom notice, the kindness of God reflected in ordinary moments, and people I walk past every day. 

I go to France to learn to paint. I go to France to learn to say “Merci beaucoup” more often when I return.

What has travel taught you?

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