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Showing posts with label customs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label customs. Show all posts

Monday, December 21, 2015

Enjoy Each Blessed Moment and make Happy Memories

Greetings from Florida.
Join me to the tune of Sleigh Bells Ring.

Seagulls sing, are you listnin?
At the beach, surf is glist
nin,
A beautiful sight, a sunset tonight,
Walkin
in a winter wonderland.

Stored away are the snow skis,
Here we stay in our short sleeves,
You sing a new song,
This is where we belong!
Livin
in a winter wonderland.

In the yard, we can trim a palm tree,
Then pretend to shovel lots of snow,
You
ll say, Do you miss it?, Ill say, No maam,
I feel younger by the minute dont you know.

Later on well conspire,
And grill some shrimp on the fire,
The plans we have made include sun and shade,
Walkin
in a winter wonderland.
News Press, McGregor ©1993
(and thanks to my friend, Junie)


(My sister's festive house)


(Oak trees get a glimmer of Christmas in Florida) 
As we celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah and other religious and spiritual celebrations we need to be more respectful of each others customs and traditions. These practices are what make families strong and nations great. They are the threads that weave through society and hold people together. Our differences should not divide us, but create pattern, texture and variation.

Small people and small minds create walls. Character builds bridges. Character and empathy brought the Berlin wall down. Hatred diminishes, engulfs and finally destroys.

I found that by forgiving them (the Nazis), I held the ultimate power and the pain stopped. From Finding Rebecca by Eoin Dempsey (great book!)

Grace and forgiveness brought Gods son to earth in the form of a babe to bring salvation to mankind if they would but believe.
"Mother and Child" brush drawing in oil (My beautiful daughter Holly with her first daughter.)
Hatred nailed Jesus Christ to the cross denying His divinity but fulfilling prophecy found in Isaiah 53 and Zechariah that the Messiah would be born in a little town of Bethlehem. And He would be called wonderful, counselor, the everlasting Father the Prince of Peace.

Even non-believers get caught up in the spirit of the Season of Giving. For one blessed night commemorating the eve of His birth brotherly love is felt and experienced. Wars are often paused. Sickness is healed. The chains of hatred and sin are broken as people around the world worship His Holy name.
Palm trees wrapped in lights.
Sadly were in a political season of mud-slinging and division. This quote from George Orwell over 50 years ago still holds true. Wed do well to remember it.

Political language . . . is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. George Orwell

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukkah everybody! Have a blessed season.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Before you move forward, you sometimes must look backward

"Innset Kirke, Norway" 11 x 14 Oil on Canvas SOLD (Prints available)
History is our infrastructure. It provides the foundation that steadies and grounds us. Where we come from gives us added information about our physical characteristics, about our likes and dislikes; our weaknesses and strengths.

My family has a history of musical talent. Two of my grandfathers were violinists and composers. An uncle and his family were musicians and played musical instruments and sang for the community.

This musical talent skipped over my generation. My children, on the other hand, are not only gifted in this area they are music teachers, and their children are excelling in music and the arts.

"Skudeneshavn, Harbor, Norway" 16 x 20 oil on canvas SOLD (Prints available)
My father was artistic at heart. In his limited spare time, he drew portraits of people and animals. He loved to doodle. Unfortunately, earning a living for his family kept him away from home and from drawing most of the time. I think my love for drawing and painting came from him.

My husband’s family came from Norway. His great grandfather carved a beautiful family emblem that has passed from one generation to the next. Another grandfather was a lighthouse keeper who loved the ocean and the beautiful Fjords of Norway.

"Vikeholmen Lighthouse" Skudeneshavn, Norway, 16 x 20 acrylic on canvas
I painted some of these scenes for members of the family and have sold prints, cards and originals to other Norwegians around the country. I’ve heard many artists complain that they don’t know where to get ideas. Have you ever thought about looking backward? Find out where your ancestors came from. What were their customs? Where did they live? There may be ideas just waiting for you to find them.

Sometimes the simple, unexplored objects that surround us become beautiful paintings simply because the right artist saw something unique and shared his or her vision on canvas. Examining the detail, emphasizing the way sunlight glistens from an object or the way it casts a shadow may be enough to inspire a work of art.

"Vikeholmen Lighthouse" (close-up) Skudeneshavn, Norway 16 x 20 acrylic on canvas
There is a walnut tree not far from us. After a recent rain storm, one of the encased nuts had dropped to the ground and shattered, but the nut was still intact held within the other half of its covering and still attached to the original twig. Its maple color and layer of skins was a work of art. I carried it home, and today it nestles in a basket of finds on my dining room table.

There is beauty all around. Look behind at what links you to the past. Look ahead at what draws you to the future. Celebrate!

"The Neptunes -- Golden Girls" 11 x 14 acrylic on canvas (3rd in The Neptunes Series)