My Green Lake and New Year’s Wish

 

Irene with brothers and sister at Green Lake

A flashback to my childhood – Irene with my brothers and sister at Green Lake .

Green Lake came to my mind this winter as a cherished place in my heart, where I was happy and could lay down all my worries, and could relax; a place where I matter and once laughed and played; A Holy Place in the wilderness for camping. We all need places like this to hang onto.

I recall that as a child, I loved hiking with a backpack to Green Lake in the High Sierra Mountains. My heart belongs in Green Lake, a wilderness lake nestled thousands of feet above the valleys. I was dazzled by lights, and reflections on the lake during the day; and dazzled again at night by the brightest moon and starry night. We could see every star and meteor shower with greatest of clarity from my sleeping bag with my brothers and sisters, because we were high above the city lights and the smog, breathing thin and crisp mountain air. Oh how I loved camping there. At this time of year Green Lake is surely swaddled in snow and frozen over. But as soon as the spring and summer comes, the snows will melt and the trails will beckon the humans again.

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Holiday Trees and Handprints

my handprint in a birch treeI have this handprint cutout on my fridge ever since Thanksgiving, when  I visited my brother Walt, and his six kids. We all made these handprint cutouts for a little “Thanksgiving Tree”. This is a very simple and scrappy idea for any family gathering or holiday. On each finger of the handprint, we were told to write something we were thankful for. Here are the five things I wrote:

1. Trees
2. Family
3. Creative mind
4. Arts and Crafts
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Bright Lights Today: Clarissa Pinkola Estes

I would like to promote those who are fine art thinkers, as they are emerging in communities today. Here is the Facebook page for Clarissa Pinkola Estes, the author of the books, Women who Runs with the Wolves and Untie the Strong Woman. I find her thoughts on being a creative women (aka a wild woman) quite remarkable. I see that she is also actively writing new thoughts on her Facebook page – Irene

See:
Clarissa Pinkola Estes’ Facebook Page

Clarissa Pinkola Estes at Amazon Books

Spirituality in Art

Here are my own thoughts on spirituality in art:

angel sewing a broken heart, sketch by Irene RowleyMy sweet old Dad wrote me this week about spirituality, and what HE calls the fifth dimension (5D) as a spiritual dimension. Dad is definitely from the Age of Aquarius!

Here is a picture I found in my old papers, that I drew of an angellc-type person who is sewing her heart up with a needle and thread.

I believe you can sometimes feel or sense what dad calls the fifth dimension. In my words that’s just being with God and my grandma in heaven.  I believe that through art, I myself can see this heavenly realm best …and am exploring some of that in my art now, as I have been painting dreams and the dreams are powerful. Some people are more enlightened and powerful than others in spiritual wisdom. A lot of people are burdened with pain and suffering, which holds them back.  I believe in God (however you understand God) and His almighty and loving presence in a spiritual dimension is what gives us all the power and energy to keep going. Be assured, I THINK that there is a love that will outlast all pain and suffering.
Now, I know there are many religions, so  I do not want anyone to feel alienated when I say the words! After all, people have lately been telling me there is a lot of anger in the world, going around. On TV, we see shootings, brutality and confusion! Please, let’s not be a world of hate! Let’s be a world of love and unity!  I was raised by parents to be open-minded of many creeds and religions … like Christianity, Judaism, Buddhism, Zen, Muslim, Celtic, and Indigenous beliefs. I just wish for peace and unity, that lets creative artists and musicians be. Just let us be! Okay enough said on politics, as I am not running for any office!  Moving along…

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The Little Wizard Man Puppet

little wizard man, puppet

the Little Wizard Man Puppet

I was trying to get some computer work finished today, but the memory of my Little Wizard Man puppet kept interrupting me. Little Wizard Man is a bald paper-mache puppet that I made when I was about 10 years old. He has a long and pointed nose and wears a silk red robe. I made him with newspapers, glue and cloth and he is one-of-a-kind. continue reading