As mentioned in the last blog entry, for a couple of weeks, I've been working (floundering) on a painting of the back yard lily pond. It had gotten to a point where I was ready to put the painting away for a while, not because it was finished, but because it was extremely unfinished. I couldn't figure out what to do to make it "work."
Then today happened. The first wonderful thing that happened was running into a dear friend while on my morning walk with Tilly. Anyone can attest that I'm not a morning person, but seeing such a dear friend made the morning sweet. Then, after two generous cups of coffee, I got a phone call from dear friends who now live in Austin. Someone had sent them the local news article of the art heart and they called to share in the good news. How nice is that!?
Instead of putting the painting away, a hint of inspiration appeared, directly correlating, I believe, with the generosity of heart felt at having seen and talked to dear friends. Working with a new spirit, starting to get lost in the creativity, there was a knock on the door. Another long time friend, the kind with whom instant history is shared, dropped in for a short chat. Just as she was leaving, the dearest of friends dropped in on their drive from Missouri to Corpus Christi, TX. Needless to say, such sweetness of friendship fills my love tank. Not only that, but my artistically creative tank was filled as well. (I'm pretty sure the lily pond painting is now finished....)
And even though I feel extreme gratitude that painting is a gift, (I DO love painting,) being an artist is ofttimes a very lonely pursuit. But today, today was different. Today I was given the best of both worlds.