I am the luckiest blogger in the world. I was thinking about how much I’ve been clinging to Museworthy these days, and I realized that the usual reasons – my love of art, art modeling, writing, and self-expression – haven’t been the driving forces of late. It’s been my readers. My intelligent, articulate, insightful, compassionate, amazing readers. The ones who comment, the ones who email, the ones who participate and, yes, even the ones who lurk and follow Museworthy in silence. All of them. All of YOU.
Today I get to see my niece, brother, and aunt at an impromptu get-together at my Mom’s house. It’s a beautiful day and the sun is shining. It’s a day that will surely knock the beast down a peg, and I’m grateful for that.
Before I head out, I’d like to give you two paintings. I was inspired to post them by the recent comments of my reader Lin. Her thoughts and sentiments on my last blog entry lifted my spirit, roused my inner strength, and spurred me to acknowledge something that the beast mercilessly causes you to forget – the fluctuating, unpredictable nature of life. That our personal journeys are full of doors and windows opening and closing. Peaks and valleys. Ebbs and flows. Light and darkness, and then light again. Thank you, Lin, for reminding me that I have things to live for.
I rarely post interiors on Museworthy, but these are an exceptionally appropriate visual metaphor for life’s complex navigation – glimmers of hope, unexplored spaces, and the promise of better days. They are both from the Danish artist Vilhelm Hammershoi. The first is White Doors, 1905, and the second is Dust Motes Dancing in the Sunbeams, 1900.
I’m still climbing out of this hole, refusing to give up. But I’m climbing . . . one inch at a time . . . keeping my eyes on the prize . . .
Love to everyone