Showing posts with label cross. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cross. Show all posts

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Mindful, Day 20, The Goldfinch


I have been downloading photos of faces that I took while at LACMA and the Getty a few days ago. I ahve been working ona series of thread paintings called Beautiful Faces so I am always on the lookout for imagery that speaks to me. Among them is this statue of Mary holding the baby Jesus who is holding a goldfinch.  I loved the image of them both gently smiling but I wonder about the finch. And in doing some research I find that the finch is is a symbolic representation of the foreknowledge Jesus and Mary had of the sacrifice he would make on the Cross. And yet they smile. 

Be here now.

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Mindful - Day 4 Salvation Mountain

Today's response to the Mary Oliver poem, Mindful, came during a road trip we took today to see Salvation Mountain, out east of the Salton Sea in the desert of southern California. Salvation MOuntain was created by one man, Leonard Knight. Salvation Mountain is Leonard's tribute to God and his gift to the world with its simple yet powerful message: "God Is Love." I was taken by many of the sweet details in his artwork - when someone creates, over 30 years, a monumental 50 foot tall, 200 foot wide mountain of painted adobe art you don't expect to see such small details as well. I was taken by his focus, determination and sense of purpose. One of my favorite details are the blue birds of happiness (as I think of them) that cover many of the surfaces of the truck (and tires!)








 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I am going to try and respond each day to this moving poem by Mary Oliver as my daily practice for 2017.
Mindful –
Every Day I see and hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light. It is what I was born for – to look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world – to instruct myself over and over in joy, and acclamation. Nor am I talking about the exceptional, the fearful, the dreadful, the very extravagant- but of the ordinary, the common, the very drab, the daily presentations. Oh good scholar, I day to myself, how can you help but grow wise with such teachings as these- the untrimmable light of the world, the oceans shine, the prayers that are made out of grass?