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Thursday, December 14, 2006

Shooting Star

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My beloved I was born of You one still and starry night
A spark that splintered from Your effulgence abundantly bright
I travelled at speed like a shooting star across the universe
A fragment of Your Love in the expanse of the sky transverse
Adopted by the world that You created in Your gentle dream
For You are all and all is Supreme
My soul it aches to touch your lips, to feel you brush against my face
Majestic Lover let me feel Your warm embrace
As you gently flow within the ocean of my hearts desire
You are my Lord ... You are my Sire.
dedicated to Master S.
God understands our prayers even when we can't find the words to say them. ~Author Unknown
What we are is God's gift to us. What we become is our gift to God. ~Eleanor Powell

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Sunday, December 10, 2006

The Artist



















There is no point on being an Artist if one does not have
an audience
"Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures." ~ Henry Ward Beecher
We are creating all the time ... with words ... with visuals ... with sound.
What would this all be if there were no audience.
Are we the Divines audience ... the great Artist and Designer of All that is?
Are we expressing the Divines Qualities in our own creations? There seems to be a constant
re-creating ... re-forming going on.
Quotes:
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Van Gogh quotes :::
The only time I feel alive is when I'm painting. I want to touch people with my art. I want them to say 'he feels deeply, he feels tenderly
"Good art is not what it looks like, but what it does to us." ~ Roy Adzak
"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance." ~ Aristotle
"The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery." ~ Francis Bacon
"What is real is not the external form, but the essence of things . . . it is impossible for anyone to express anything essentially real by imitating its exterior surface." ~ Brancusi