"Magic happens to those who are fearless enough to let go of the fear that it may not happen."
-V. Sreedhar
I laughed hard when I read this. My new friends will think it's cool that I talk about magic so much. My old friends yawn to hear me talk about magic so much.
In any case, you have to know that magic is as much a constant in my life as breathing, sleeping and loving avocados.
So yesterday's magic was Susan Swartz aspen trees. I took a paraplegic guy to the University's Fine Art Museum for his "therapy". (I love my job.) One look at a three series painting of her's and I almost fell down. I stayed in that room for a long time and allowed myself the full freedom of being affected. It brought me to tears. I felt renewed... wait... I chatted with Chris about this... here it is:
"...it was my style. It was my style but in 20 years when I'm amazing and getting paid $5,000 for a painting. I'm getting teary just thinking about these paintings. They were so beautiful......................like life refreshed itself for a moment and the whole world was reborn right in front of my eyes."
So here's Susan Swartz's website, but I don't recommend going there because it's too sad to see such an experience reduced to a thumbnail. I got depressed there actually.
http://www.susanswartz.com/
If you do go there, search under her aspens.
So thank you, magic, for coming along with me yesterday. And the day before. And the day before that. And tomorrow.
-V. Sreedhar
I laughed hard when I read this. My new friends will think it's cool that I talk about magic so much. My old friends yawn to hear me talk about magic so much.
In any case, you have to know that magic is as much a constant in my life as breathing, sleeping and loving avocados.
So yesterday's magic was Susan Swartz aspen trees. I took a paraplegic guy to the University's Fine Art Museum for his "therapy". (I love my job.) One look at a three series painting of her's and I almost fell down. I stayed in that room for a long time and allowed myself the full freedom of being affected. It brought me to tears. I felt renewed... wait... I chatted with Chris about this... here it is:
"...it was my style. It was my style but in 20 years when I'm amazing and getting paid $5,000 for a painting. I'm getting teary just thinking about these paintings. They were so beautiful......................like life refreshed itself for a moment and the whole world was reborn right in front of my eyes."
So here's Susan Swartz's website, but I don't recommend going there because it's too sad to see such an experience reduced to a thumbnail. I got depressed there actually.
http://www.susanswartz.com/
If you do go there, search under her aspens.
So thank you, magic, for coming along with me yesterday. And the day before. And the day before that. And tomorrow.
3 comments:
I love her style.
I finally decided that I love water colors and this has a similar feel.
Thank you for showing us.
Emily, one of the things I love about you most is your passion and recognition of magic in your life. Simply, uniquely you.
yawn.
...just kidding! ;) Oh, please, I don't know that "yawning" is the correct characterization to we "old" friends' reaction to the magic talk. Maybe a knowing smile and giggle in my heart, a warmth that you are still you and that some things never die.
Actually, I guess we all react differently, and at different times. For the record, though my reactions have been varied I suppose, yawning has never been one of them.
xo
(love the paintings. thanks for sharing)
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