In the previous post, I described how I went to an ArtNight and created the painting “Beautiful Dawn: the Goddess of Nature and Dawn Awakening.”
As is the concept of that event, a group, say twenty people came together and all paint a certain theme based on an exciting picture.
And all the images that were created that evening were beautiful. I certainly put my own unique spin on it, but so did everybody else. Every picture was perfection: it expressed that person’s interpretation and who they are at this, a perfect capture of that moment in time, pure perfection. Just like we all are, if we only recognize it.
Now, there was one image that stood out to me. A young lady painted it in the style of Van Gogh, impressionistic. All the little bush strokes, showing a flow in the night sky, of suns and stars intertwining. It was beautiful.
So I went and talked to her. I asked her about her background, fully expecting she was a trained artist.
And she told me, she never had painted before (“Oh, maybe some pottery,” she said).
I was stunned.
How could anybody just do that, without any formal training? Now mind you, I worked at Disney Feature Animation, together with some great artists, so I know just a bit about art. Just a little bit.
And so I spoke to her a bit more about talent. (I wrote at length about it in the Steps of Essence)
I asked her what she does. She is studying languages, she said.
“Ah,” I said, “art is also a language. Maybe you just have never considered this? “
Now, the way she painted the image was to look at a Van Gogh painting and her cell phone and copy the style.
And that, I said, is where you can grow, not just to copy, but to create your own Art, tell your own story. Because all great art tells a story. That’s what I tried to do with my image, and am trying to do with my life.
In retrospect I now see a few things that she could have done differently to make it more her own. But the result was still perfect. As I stated above, It represented her perfectly at that moment in time. Perfection, just like all of us.
So I encouraged her to look at art a bit more.
She clearly had a latent talent, that she may not have known about, and she is capable of bringing something beautiful into the world.
You know, true art is transcending, it connects us, the onlooker, with something greater through its beauty, and we are draw into it, merging with it.
That’s what her image did. It drew me in , and I hope my comments helped to draw out a potential great Artist.
And I also realized, I was teaching. I, the eternal student of life, always still learning, was also starting to teach.
Another moment of awakening.
For me, and hopefully for her as well.
Namaste — I bow to you and the Divine in you.
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