a sculptured life: letting go

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

letting go

One rainy day Wayne put a board in the shed for Mana to draw on with some pastels, it looked so colorful and playful I could not help but draw on it with her too. Over time Mana (3) and I would draw bits and then come back a couple of weeks or days later an do some more.

Last weekend I found myself drawing alone on it and became more and more focussed on the patterns and getting absorbed by the forming picture. Then Mana walked in and started adding to it and over it, I immediately had to let go of my own picture and process and just let it be what she and I were making together again.

Kids have no boundaries of drawing or painting together, she happily drew over what I did and was happy for me to draw over and around what she did, in fact it made her smile with Joy to be creating this together. And when you let go of all expectations you make beautiful things.

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AnonymousJuly 19, 2011 at 3:14 PM
Plenty of colour in this one beck--val
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CassJuly 19, 2011 at 5:23 PM
Love this! xx
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ClareJuly 20, 2011 at 5:55 PM
Our children teach us our most valuable and precious lessons. You are very lucky to have an art work that portrays this.
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JessJuly 22, 2011 at 8:51 PM
This is a lovely way to let go and to share the moment with a lovely little person. :)xx
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UnknownJuly 23, 2011 at 5:59 AM
Thank you so much for popping by...would love to see what you and your daughter make.... I love the painting that the two have you have done...

I've just read some of your last posts.... I'm sorry for the loss and sadness....
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what's it about?

Scrap.

Beautiful unique junk of the world. It makes the best things. In its imperfect left over state, it can fit together to make the most extraordinary creations. Wayne's the sculptor, maker, welder and doer of good things.

There's another kind of scrap too. It's me. A friend once told me that her mother referred to her as being made of the left over scraps. I feel the same. But now re-read the above paragraph of my explanation of scrap, and you too will understand why I feel anything but ordinary. I'm the contemplating, naval gazing writer, thinker and sometimes Artist.

So enjoy your perusing of this little dark, and not so dark creative blabbing blog.

Cheer Rex.

art...(by me)

art is movement, sounds, images and creations. art is everywhere, its when our daughter lines the tupperware in patterns all over the floor or draws lines in the sand. Its when our son hangs wire from a tree that suspends and old fan cage that holds his tools. Its all through wayne's shed and all contained in my head. It can be written on a wall and be crass or colorful.

Art is expression and it could never be contained within a frame...its ugly and its beautiful, its what goes on inside our head then gets spat out when we have had enough. It can be written it can be danced, it can be said and sometimes painted. Its all over and when we open our eyes and our hearts its all we will ever see.....

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

letting go

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