I came across this peacock photo I took at the Brimfield Antique show and for some reason it reminded me of us. I think we are “the weirdos” you wrote about in your last letter (which totally cracked me up by the way!). I know this is a busy weekend but wanted to take a moment to appreciate and recognize your thoughtful writing. It filled me up on many levels and made my heart sing. You see I feel this way too, just have a harder time articulating it. You have a dreamy a way writing where I can picture what you are saying. You better believe I will always have your back and will be cheering for your genius as well! I am eternally grateful for our friendship.
Every time we talk or write I grow rich with ideas, insights and perspective. I am left pondering the way I look at the world and continuously deepen my understanding of why I make Art through our conversation. I have many thoughts swimming in my head about what you wrote but will leave you with an excerpt I thought you would like from “Lovingly Georgia” (Georgia O’Keeffe & Anita Pollitzer’s letters to each other). Anita is responding to Georgia’s question to her about what Art is.
“Pat—you’re screamingly funny—I shook absolutely when I came to the serious part of your letter asking me what Art is—
Do you think I know?
Do you think anybody knew, if they said they did? Do you think I’d care what anybody thought? Now if you ask me what we’re trying to do that’s a different thing—We’re trying to live (& perhaps help other people to live) by saying or feeling—things or people—on canvas or paper—in lines, spaces & color. At least I’m doing that—Matisse perhaps cares chiefly for color—Picabia for shapes—Walkowitz for line—-and perhaps I am wrong—but I should care only for those things in so far as they helped me express my feeling—To me that’s the end always—To live on paper what we’re living in our hearts & heads; & all the exquisite lines & good spaces & ripplingly good colors are only a way of getting rid of the feelings & making them tangible—.”
I feel like I am absorbing and savoring Georgia and Anita’s correspondence much more now than when I first read these letters so many years ago. I relate to them differently largely because I am much more clear about the intentions of my work which I have been doing some deep thinking about lately. Things aren’t always crystal clear but they don’t have to be. It is just important to show up, do the work, listen and allow for it’s creation~in whatever form it takes. During the next few days I will delight in seeing my family and savoring my time with them. Looking forward to a little homemade dessert as well! Happy Thanksgiving!
Sending so much love your way….
p.s. Didn’t you love when Anita wrote, “To me that’s the end always—To live on paper what we’re living in our hearts & heads; & all the exquisite lines & good spaces & ripplingly good colors are only a way of getting rid of the feelings & making them tangible—.”?
SOooooo GET THAT!