Haaaa, you thought this would be a story! That title sooo sounds like the name of a good book, short story or poem. Ooooh one day if I have time I should write one and send it in to someone like the folks at "Chicken soup for the Artists soul"! LOL!
Anyway... on with the blog!....
In going through some person struggles in the recent months my mind has become full of questions about simple definitions and terms we use in every day language.
What is it to be naive?
I referred to those rose coloured glasses in my first blog and yet here I am asking such naive and innocent questions? Most artists know that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. We find beauty where most do not but does that mean it isn't there? Someone might not find beauty in the things that I do while others might find my visions very much to their own. The reason they might not like it offers an insight into that persons personality and character but does it mean we should hold unrealistic importance to it?
I've seen art that shocks the world, just yesterday a bronze statue of "Brangelina" that is making controversy in the media. Some may find the work distasteful while others find it beautiful. This topic alone could generate conversation for hours on end and the artist who created it might have achieved the one thing he set out to do but unless we talk to the artist themselves we won't know what the goal was.
Art is a form of expression. I have often use it to express who I am and how I see the world and if I suddenly became a depressed and angry individual my art might reflect that. Its an interesting possibility to ponder and I'm sure I will many times in my life as I go through learning and loving art and the world around me.
My art is often seen as *pretty*. Not to be confused with Naive Art (check that one out on Wikipedia) I am a "naive artist". This isn't a term I have chosen to use for any certain length of time but if you look at my art it doesn't take long to see that it appears that I am very much a naive person. But if you read that I've had my rose coloured glasses taken off and even ripped off at times you might not believe it when you look at my art.
I guess for the lack of a better understanding I CHOOSE this. I choose to see the beauty around me. I choose to see God in every opportunity that I see presenting itself and have an understanding that if I just look beyond what is on the outside I may see something that no one else on earth has ever seen as beautiful. Thanks be to God for giving me that, someone had to give me that.