Beginning a painting. Think about that statement, just those three words. Actually two words, Beginning and Painting. So many ways to continue that thought. Let’s explore. And when we’re done exploring, we’ll explore further. That’s what we do, isn’t it. We ask questions to find answers, only to find more questions. That is if we are lucky enough to be ok with more questions.
Last evening T’s hosted a Chamber of Commerce event in East Greenwich. It was a night of sharing business , relationships, stories, and a bit of good cheer. My conversations with peers reached to spiritual depths often attained when questions are asked. Questions like, “Where do you find the time?” “Where do you get your inspiration?” “How did T’s begin?” Often I ask “Are you Happy?” which leads to “What makes you happy?”… And so the evening continued.
That’s how I begin a painting. I let life and it’s happening flow, I observe, I engage, and then I try to share what I see and feel in the world around me and in me. But someone asked, “How do you begin a painting?” at which point I had no concrete answer. Yes I take photos, yes I analyze composition and content, yes I may sketch and even document my progress. As I paint, my mind usually, if I am lucky, relinquishes the cognitive thought and I end up in a special place, “The Zone“ I call it. Here is where I begin to paint. Here is where the intuitive lives, here I walk with my maker and discover “whatever”. At some point the “answer the question” part of my brain takes over, only to interrupt Bliss. Back in this world, I stop, smile and yearn for my next journey to that special place, where angst, and bliss coincide to make art.
I don’t dwell on how I got there, and what it means, I just accept the mystery. I don’t try to answer the unanswerable. That would be impossible, you see, it’s unanswerable. I accept that answers are usually blockades to oneness with God. I accept this mystery.
Oh…..beginning a painting…….we’ll talk about that another day. For now, enjoy the mystery.