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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SEVENTY-FOUR.

facing the day in a different way letting east become my west and needing the least amount of materialistic things I let go of control and embrace what life brings (canvas text) "Re-contexualize your experience." I just love this idea. It was a concept that was posed to me as part of a class I took years ago. A concept that explained how once in a while you are shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look at it right. At times we take classes and walk away with great lesso...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SEVENTY-THREE.

a hidden pattern within life days of similar request soul to solitary mind bending time to match the rest (canvas text) Blog about the piece: Last November I received an e-mail from a wonderful friend and mentor of mine. It always seems that his messages come at just the right time in life. In the e-mail he shared a link to an amazing video that was created by two talented women, Sophie and Liberty. I definitely had to watch it more than once as I'm sure you will too. Talk about patterns!...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SEVENTY-TWO.

a leaf falls to me gently and it seems there's nothing there but the leaf until deeply i apply to my own life the lessons it sends to me the leaf becomes more than a muse but a glimpse to the eternal core i see this truth and then i choose to hold it as a leaf once more (canvas text) Blog about the piece: (submitted by guest blogger Jeff Convery) Often times it is in the simplicity of the natural world that we see the grandeur of God’s creation. On a purely scientific level it is ...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SEVENTY-ONE.

it's all coming down falling apart at the seams everything i depend on what the hell does it mean my sanity's being questioned how long can i hold tight i'm closing in on the limit's edge challenging my right to life (canvas text) Blog about the piece: John O'Donohue, author of BEAUTY, wrote, "There are times when life seems little more than a matter of struggle and endurance, when difficulty and disappointment form a crust around the heart. Because it can be deeply hurt, the heart ha...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SEVENTY.

i'm taking control of my life taking this road i know is right and leaving tonight i'm leaving tonight (canvas text) Blog about the piece: Talk of leaving Michigan frequents my household on a regular basis. You see, I've been in the same city, in the same house for years now. I go to the same favorite places for coffee, for dinner, for entertainment. There's a sense of familiarity with these favorites that I love. I love that the deli knows which sandwich to make me, and I love the smell ...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-NINE.

the guitar that once was groovy is now my serenade of classical tunes and a late night opera that swoons over newness (canvas text) Blog about the piece: It's amazing how much we change as we grow, not just in our physical appearance but in all other ways -- our taste of food, our view on life, beliefs, love for things, etc. This change doesn't always come over time, it can be instantaneous. Now we all fall into habits, this is true. But at any given moment we have every opportunity to ...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-EIGHT.

lost within my body no signs to point direction a heart and soul that's twisted round a love that's my obsession (canvas text) Blog about the piece: When you hear that word obsession, what do you think of? Maybe you envision a loss of control or an unhealthy longing. Maybe you think of a relationship or even a bad habit. But what about the good side of it? Could there be a healthy obsession? I suppose almost anything in extreme can be detrimental to who we are, but let us take into consid...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-SEVEN.

there's a river of passion between heart and home she's stuck there believing her dreams are unknown. (canvas text) Blog about the piece: Try telling your family about a song that made you cry. Attempt a conversation about a piece of art that moved your soul. Get emotional over a book that answered the deepest questions about your spirituality. Go home and engage yourself in a monologue about how art is the only thing that makes you happy. Some of you might achieve a blissful dialogue wit...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-SIX.

time hurries past the moon's glowing grasp of me (canvas text) Blog about the piece: Gretchen Rubin said it best: The days are long but the years are short. Take a moment in your busy life, right now, to feel this truth. Life is short. Too often we go about our days without ever being present. What is that you will do today to bring awareness to your existence? Spread joy. Go outside and breathe that sweet, lucid air. Meditate. Smile. Say hello to strangers. Give thanks. Create something. N...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-FIVE.

the leaves all start changing and it's her time to go can't stick around for winter love lost itself in the snow and i guess life's funny like that the best things leave in the cold but what does that say about me the wind just keeps blowing me home (canvas text) Blog about the piece: I used to be the one away. The one working in another state, traveling down an unknown road, meeting unfamiliar faces. I thought things were better because of it. I thought to be someone you had to leave...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-FOUR.

we cry and we laugh we hurt and we heal we feel the moment replay the past and make hopes for the future we go and stop and then view the world dancing around us sometimes we feel separate from everything else but behold we are here all connected, moving together, breathing in the same space we are living the human condition we are growing and connecting we are a community without boundaries and i may have been there, where you are now and you might have felt this heartache ...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-THREE.

be content with self all the while working toward the silent comfort of surrender and inner understanding know that the most beautiful thing in the world is only a mirror of part of your own beauty (canvas text) Blog about the piece: There is a passage in Herman Hesse's SIDDHARTHA that reads, "You are like me; you are different from other people. Within you there is a stillness and sanctuary to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself, just as I can. Few people hav...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-TWO.

the love that blinded my eyes also closed off the inside i was living a lie just to live by his side (canvas text) Blog about the piece: I have had a love. And really those words are enough. I have HAD a love, as many of us have. One that came before now, that was my safe hold, that was my forever and became oh sooooo familiar. It was the familiarity that kept me coming back. Even when I felt like the best thing was to walk away. Because who wants to start over? Who wants to go from ...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY-ONE.

by expecting an outcome we have already made way for disappointment and artificial happiness (canvas text) Blog about the piece: Our inexperience begins to show when we believe to know how a situation should turn out. Applying for a certain job, buying a certain house, falling in love with a certain someone. We think we know what is best and when it doesn't work out, well, often times it's easy to get frustrated and lose hope. It's healthy to have ambition -- to reach for a goal or e...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & SIXTY.

it's the shadow of a man that seemed to fit the piece just right the hands that kept me sheltered and that held me through the night (canvas text) Blog about the piece: What's the secret to a happy marriage, you ask? It's really quite simple. Find what it is that makes you happy, and who it is that makes you happy. And you're set. I promise.


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & FIFTY-NINE.

she is majestic ablaze in the summer sun conquering self feeding spirit a turquoise silhouette of love (canvas text) Blog about the piece: I'd aways somewhat expected to outgrow my limitations. One day, I'd stop procrastinating and saving big projects for last minute, and I'd stop eating processed sugar, and I'd stop making excuses to not workout. I'd learn Photoshop and I'd learn how to take quality pictures with an SLR camera. I'd dust off the guitar and reintroduce my fingers to piano...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & FIFTY-SIX.

have you ever watched the rain watched it spill from the sky and cascade onto the earth like a blanket of translucent perfection have you ever sat and listened to the rain listened to it declare it's love to the flowers it's endless and unconditional love have you ever danced in the rain danced like it were your soulmate and the gracefulness of your motions were a conversation have you ever (canvas text) Blog about the piece: Over the years we have conditioned ourselves to feel a ...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & FIFTY-FIVE.

we are not the broken pieces of the day. (canvas text) Blog about the piece: The greatest lesson I have learned thus far, was from a secondhand story of a German exchange student. When asked if she missed her family and her life back home, she simply replied, THAT THOUGHT WILL NOT SERVE ME. Whether she missed her family or not, she knew that she had a year to get through without them, and that missing them would do nothing for her experience here and now. Think of how many times worry, doubt...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & FIFTY-FOUR.

i glimpse the gypsy that you see the beauty for a moment stands in front of me i love the reflection that looks back so innocently (canvas text) Blog about the piece: "We live between the act of awakening and the act of surrender. Each morning we awaken to the light and the invitation to a new day in the world of time; each night we surrender to the dark to be taken to play in the world of dreams where time is no more. At birth we were awakened and emerged to become visible in the worl...


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365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & FIFTY-THREE.

by seeking we are looking beyond it and by expecting we have lost faith in it (canvas text) Blog about the piece: There is not much to be said about statements such as these. As Herman Hess writes in his book SIDDARTHA, "Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. We can find it, we can live it, we can be carried by it, we can work wonders with it, but we cannot utter it or teach it." I feel as though you have to find your own truth in these beautiful words. But I can say this -- stop se...


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