Colorado is a strange place. This week it was warm enough for us to wear shorts, and then suddenly snow. We had planned on going out that day, but decided we would rather not drive after all. So we spent the day in the studio.
Sky ended up being the person out. She worked a bit on a large piece Bran started, following his plan to add white branches and vibrant yellow circles. When she was done, she didn’t know what else to do.
We don’t have much space in the studio, so she got out one of the smallest canvases we have, and tried to think of something to paint.
She felt kind of bad too. She wasn’t creative like Bjorn. She couldn’t think of any monsters, or fantastic creatures, like he could. She couldn’t think of a vibrant abstract landscape like Bran. She sat in the silence of our studio looking out at the blowing snow and not thinking of anything much at all, just how nice the snow was, and how even though the telephone wires were not very pretty, she liked how the snow had piled up on them.
So that is what she painted, not in a flash of clear inspiration, not in a deluge of chaotic creative energy, but in a moment of quiet openness to the world as it is. How we see things is just as important as the worlds we can imagine.
I am glad Sky reminded us of that this week. I think her piece is very elegant. She did a wonderful job.
I hope you/you all have a lovely week. Keep arting, however it is that you art.
All our best,
Ariadne (& Finna who desperately wants to play video games now we have finished our work ^-^)