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Last evening the third Art Night was held at St. Patrick's Episcopal Church in Brewer, Maine. Kristen Hornbrook a talented photographer had her work on display along with her daughter Jess' paintings. Keeping creativity well supported in the family was nicely visible. Her facebook page is here:
https://www.facebook.com/kristen.hornbrook
Worth a look.
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Fall is now happening all through the area, although it seems to be a slow start or perhaps I am impatient for full color. This post is a little out of whack as the first images are of the Fall Season's beginnings in Acadia Park, followed by several abstracts and ending with Spring in Northern Arizona. If you want start with the last photo and work up to get the year straight and proper.
Fall in full bloom is not a death of what was just green,
it is the offering of beauty God paints each Season.
We are Gifted once again with a loving touch
imprinted on our heart by our Creator's hand
We drink in your Creation with our eyes,
and with the eyes of our hearts.
The slow movement of Fall into Winter
allows us the chance to go back to the woods
again, and again, until the last leaf falls.
We are grateful.
The first red leaf of the Season.
(From a photograph.)
Waiting for the change,
metamorphosis into color.
Fall gives Her image as a reflection on water -
we look down as well as up to see this Season's offering.
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Three abstracts
Leaves do not change color without help,
the process is well explained by science -
but I prefer to believe transformation happens
in leaves just as it does in us.
All change is an internal affair with the Master Artist
shaping our inner landscape with color
from the Master Artist's pallette.
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Four images from the Southwest, all from the North Rim of Grand Canyon. It was a surprise to see the Season in full shades of green and yellow as everywhere I looked the scene was vivid and alive. The South Rim of the canyon is desert through and through. To arrive at the opposite side of the canyon and to see a different environment delighted me. God's never ending desire to show the wonder of all that has been created is now no longer just a thought, it is reality personified, a joy to be alive in all moments in front of me.
The sight of this magnificent wonder
is in actuality a mirror of the vastness of the terrain
of the heart and soul within this breast.
Perhaps this is why so many balk at the inner look,
it is overwhelming, enormous in scope -
seemingly impossible for us to even consider its presence.
God lives in everyone of us.
In that space, in that house we call our soul,
the poets say that not only God
but all Creation is there as well.
The Net of Indra covers the entire universe,
and we are all a jewel that is connected to everything,
every human being, everything in existence. *
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* The Net of Indra is a
profound and subtle metaphor for the structure of reality. Imagine a vast net;
at each crossing point there is a jewel; each jewel is perfectly clear and
reflects all the other jewels in the net, the way two mirrors placed opposite
each other will reflect an image ad infinitum. The jewel in this metaphor
stands for an individual being, or an individual consciousness, or a cell or an
atom. Every jewel is intimately connected with all other jewels in the
universe, and a change in one jewel means a change, however slight, in every
other jewel.
Stephen Mitchell, The Enlightened Mind
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Some humor:
(Note: A Zamboni is an ice resurfacing
vehicle for hockey rinks,)
Peace until next post,
Bill Lagerstrom
