Fun to put together this little piece of art for Photo Art Friday
this week. We are asked to write a 7 word sentence that describes our life experience in
relation to our art or craft..how we became who we are. And then we must create photo art to illustrate that sentence. I knew right away what I wanted to do; of course
it had to include the ocean.
Without going into a lot of detail, I feel life has coddled me,
tested me, changed me, molded my talents to the point where they are reaching their
peak in my (eek) senior years. True for all of us...as the sand and waves beat the seashore over time, rocks, shells, sand dollars are smoothed to reveal their true beauty, diamonds their shine. When discovered
by human hands, they are treasures with
ridges and buffed sides, not perfect, but fresh, original, unique.
If one has natural abilities, all the better, as they will get
ahead in life using those skills. For a lot of us it's about re-discovering creative outlets where
before there were too many restrictions or other obstacles. So, like my mother who tried all kinds of vetures later in life after raising four children, I am an
amateur. Some of the soaps she created looked like rocks, the Wise Men she made for Christmas
out of burlap, plaster of paris, pieces of felt and sequins were hilarious ;-)
She painted birch trees almost like Grandma Moses and made
a needlepoint tapestry of animals in a forest, the bunny much larger than the bear and the
scale of the scene was, well, interesting. She was a great Girl Scout leader, so we made all kinds of crafts that she taught us...unusual ones. She was an avid reader, with a few artists on her side of the family tree. She tried her hand at writing poetry and probably would have been a great photographer had she the technology of today.
So, here I am, like her, finding pleasure in dabbling in
small projects that might be appreciated by another, or not. A talent I once wanted to pursue involved a desire to be a doctor + interpreter and work with Albert Schweitzer, but I won't go on....
Have a great weekend!
This is a beautiful post, a revelation of how time shapes us into who we are. The important thing is that we don't stop creating and experimenting and dreaming. Of course, rediscovering is another exciting thing!
ReplyDeleteDon't stop honing your talents! You write beautifully with your photo art. :-)
A beautiful post :)
ReplyDeleteBeautify is in the eye of the beholder...creativity is a gift from God and your art a gift back no matter the age. Fabulous image. Enjoy the weekend.
ReplyDeletevery masterful
ReplyDeleteI love the photo, its overlap, and the highly symbolic sentence. Wow. ANd then the personal essay is another form of art. What a wealth of creativity is folded into this one post.
ReplyDeleteThis is fantastic...your sentence resonates with me. I completely relate! I'm only just now, at 50, beginning to fully appreciate and spend time with my creative pursuits. Your image is amazing...thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it funny how in the later years of our lives we tend to become more reflective. Your piece is wonderful. I love the ocean, it's every changing and yet it still remains the same. Does that make sense?
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your wonderful art.
Beautifully written :-)
ReplyDeleteUnderbart foto och underbara ord. Ha de gott i helgen.
ReplyDeleteWonderful post and the art is just wonderful to match.
ReplyDeleteGreat photo combination and the post is wonderful. I would love to see those wise me.
ReplyDeleteLovely collage of words and colors and textures.
ReplyDeleteI love what you created. The ocean, the girl and sand dollars are beautifully composed. .)
ReplyDeleteHave a nice weekend. :)
now it is easy to comment :)
ReplyDeleteInteresting image and words:)
ReplyDeletewonderful post. It's amazing what kind of roads we all have gone to get to the point where we are now!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a lovely post and so beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteNice to learn more about you Katy. :)
ReplyDeleteI love what you have done, Katy. It touches my heart and makes me glad that later in my own Life I am finding it all making more sense and letting go of what doesn't. I think aging has a bit of a bad reputation, yet I LOVE it!!
ReplyDeleteI don't think there has been one entry in PAF that hasn't resonated with me in one way or another. Your words here are wonderful and true, and your sentence reminds me of something I'm writing about a shell I found on the beach, one being chiseled, smoothed into the final creation it was meant to be. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Nancy, Currie, Kim..
ReplyDeletehoning skills is a good thing and trying out different things as well...so much to discover..
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, Claudia..I tried writing a sonnet; it needs a lot of honing before I will post it ;)
ReplyDeletesweet Kathy, as always I find peace in your words and your work: wow! amazing! you are really creating art my friend :) I'm so happy to witness your growth since the begining. I'm glad you didn't give up ;) xxo
ReplyDeletehappy weekend <3
I daresay, Ana, you are the one who has grown the most. Your photography needs more light shown on it;)
DeleteI love the idea of being shaped by moody tides
ReplyDeleteI've found some beautiful sand dollars at the beach - a special gift.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet, tender image you've created to illustrate your sentence, Kathy. It's true that the waves of life can beat us down or reveal our true beauty and potential. I really relate to your description of your process. Thank you for sharing your words and images with Photo Art Friday.
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