! HAPPY-mini-mail ♥: berries

maandag 4 december 2017

no.1108

Once I spoke the language of the flowers

Once I understood each word the caterpillar said

Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings

And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.

Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets

And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow

Once I spoke the language of the flowers

How did it go?

Smell the soil, get out there and ask the birds

Still your mind just for a while, open up your loving heart

Gently let nature's stories give you a spark

And overflow your thirsty soul.

(free after Shel Silverstein)

Have a magical week!

With Love Lies

I'm sure one day,
we all find the place,
where our dreams
and reality collide.

no.1108 'Yellow berry Starling'

acrylic on canvas 5x5cm 2x2"inch

maandag 20 februari 2017

no.1087

This little mouse made me wonder.

The way he reaches and stretches to get to the berries he likes best. Balancing on a twig like a circus animal on the jungle gym. Aren't we like that?

When we really long for something, we will always find a way to get there. Sometimes it takes more time or perseverance in order to achieve it, but if it is a true soul desire we will never stop.

And if we do stop trying?

Then maybe it was not so important after all or we will get so unhappy that we will probably try it again after a while. In a different way.

I wanted to paint for a living since I was very little but I made a huge detour before I realized. Everything I ever did was creative but I never felt totally at my place. I was close but not spot on. Up till now. Making people happy with the things I paint out of pure desire. Transporting energy. Being able to live from that. Pure Joy!

Thanks, thanks thanks!

And even now I'm still reaching for those juicy berries haha. Always things to wish for, but I'm blessed and on my trail.

Ok to be accurate not to say that these berries are the mouses favorite, I don't even know if mice like berries, I just painted a metaphor. I hope you like it. Those eyes full of magic and expectation. And this mouse tells us it's all about the little things, little steps can make you climb a mountain.

Stay nimble this week

With Love Lies

'Rise up nimbly

and go on your strange journey

to the ocean of meanings...

Leave and don't look away

from the sun as you go,

in whose light

you're sometimes crescent,

sometimes full.'

Rumi

'Acrobatic Mouse'

acrylic on canvas 5x5cm 2x2"inch

dinsdag 26 februari 2013

no.859

Do you know those quite obligatory municipal bedding plants? Usually you will not give them a second glance. Yet if you do look a little closer you might even find beauty there. In the public little park around the corner from my painting studio in Uithoorn I found yellow flowers in the summer. In autumn it was filled with pretty cool pink berries. Now in winter it's filled with drab brown leaves and dented bluish white berries which has led to this miniature today. Are you also wondering what next spring will bring?