nothing good to say... words are pitiful excuses for the happenings of this world...even words cleverly strung together. They same must be said for drawings... except one thing about drawings:
There is one subject that when I draw it, I feel like its getting intoxicatingly close to a pretty good excuse for the real thing. That it when you look at it, it helps you to feel the thing, to truly experience it perhaps even more that if you were really looking at it. It creates a tempo, a beat..slow for a while...then faster... stopping short and focusing your attention..screaming here! look here! isn't it beautiful! The experience of the drawing is enough to take your breath. For me at least. It is the drawing of the human body, the most equisitely designed of all God's creations. It is perfect. It has unity and variety, it has humor and deathly seriousness. It has a light show like nothing you've ever seen and definitly should be seen in the round. It draws your eye along lines so quickly that you forget where you started. It is impossible to find your favorite place and stay there...you have to keep going, keep following the design that only an omnipotent and omniscient mind could have come up with. A (good) drawing of the human body tells you oh-so-much about the artist..about their view of life, about their personality..about their emotions. My drawings pretty much shout that I am intoxicated by the process. Addicted to it...in love with it. It has been said of my lines.."look how lovingly they are done...like a caress."
Anna laura- is there something that feels like this to write about? Just wondering. I don't think, if I live to be one-hundred and forty, that I will ever find anything that I love to do as much as draw.
Perhaps- to paint.
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"It has a light show like nothing you've ever seen and definitly should be seen in the round. It draws your eye along lines so quickly that you forget where you started. It is impossible to find your favorite place and stay there...you have to keep going, keep following the design that only an omnipotent and omniscient mind could have come up with."
"...when I draw it, I feel like its getting intoxicatingly close to a pretty good excuse for the real thing. That it when you look at it, it helps you to feel the thing, to truly experience it perhaps even more that if you were really looking at it. It creates a tempo, a beat..slow for a while...then faster... stopping short and focusing your attention..screaming here! look here! isn't it beautiful!"
writing...well...yes. I see things, hear things, smell things, touch, taste, think ... feel ... and I have to draw it, too, in words. words are beautiful. words are lines (they outline), words are colors (shades, hues, more than I know right now and more than most people will ever know, ever), words are like little gifts, each one. they, like your lines of drawing, are almost a pretty good excuse for the real thing, and they, too, create a tempo and yell "here! look here! isn't it beautiful!" really. so similar.
I can always write about ... hm, what would be a good comparison? ... hm. no. well, yes: life. I never run out of words for writing about life, how it feels to be alive, what life is. I could draw those lines every day for the rest of my life, probably. because they're so beautiful. life, itself, is only the (if far, if distant) second most beautiful thing to God Himself, because of the way He made it, so lovingly. think about it: Jesus, about fifteen times, in parables, little stories, said that the kingdom of heaven was like the smallest and humblest thing. a mustard seed. that the smallest and humblest people reach it, and probably people think they're insane: the guy who sold all his stuff to buy the field that (only he knew) had treasure in it, the guy who sold all his stuff to buy one pearl (now THAT guy really does seem crazy)... God has set up the world of life to be a hand of goodness (completely idescribable and hard to understand) to the little people. and that's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard...
that was probably the vaguest and most unsatisfactory answer you can imagine...
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