CléaI lay my towel on the ocean’s shore and immerse myself in a palette of blue and aquamarine. To my left, a woman sketches furtively on her pad. With the blink of an eye, random lines and shapes turn to figures. To my extreme right, another creates art with paint brushes and water colours. And I, amidst this artists’ corner, pencil and note pad in hand, scribble inspirations on the sand.
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This post made me feel very warm on a night that is actually quite cold. It sounds like you were certainly in the company of your peers.
GSR: Glad to have sent some warmth your way. To be honest, I felt like I didn’t belong. They were the real artists. I just had a pencil and paper…
OH. You belong. You may have just had a pencil and paper writing words. But your words create visuals. And that, my dear, is something not many can do. It is an art. Which means you are most definitely a real artist.
It’s really too bad you are in Seattle and everyone has to wear parkas to the beach.
But that Space Needle is really cool on the other hand…
I loved this. If you don’t call this art then I need to come down there and knock some sense into you.
SM: You paint a lovely picture here, thank you.
Zen: The ladies were covered up fully, as you would expect, and like true artists, worse long scarves around their necks…
EM: I’m tempted not to call it art just to have you come down and knock some sense into me. Thank you.
EM and Clea – If you two are going to have a girl fight I’d like to purchase a ticket, or possibly volunteer my services as a referee. Just sayin…..
GSR: I’m shocked!! Are you suggesting a pillow fight amongst us girls? With you as a referee? Make sure you don’t bring your halo, or we’ll smash it to smithereens!
If you are able to lounge about in the sun soaking up the inspiration from such a place as the beach – and use that to create something, I think you’ve pretty much found the meaning of life.
Gboy: I admit to mystical qualities about it. Particularly when it ebbs and flows with words..