Carrie’s Painting of the Week – 11/3/10
Blue Spruce, oil on canvas, 10x20
This moment is already gone, taken by the wind.
The long nights take one piece. The frost takes another. The rain another. And life turns, and we are etched and carved and whittled away, until finally, we are shaped.
Sadness runs its rough hands over us daily. The beloved dog, gone far too young. The missed opportunity, recognized far too late. The sense of could have done, could have been, could have gone, could have seen – these are cold words, and coldly, they have squeezed and pushed and pulled and left their marks on us.
I believe that joy is far more precious, far more light-handed. It signs its name in possibility. It is the surprising warmth of a winter afternoon, a dog asleep in a patch of light there on the kitchen floor, this is joy, dancing its quiet dance. It is a smile from a stranger, for nothing, lasting a moment, lasting an eternity. It is a memory, dancing free and sweet across the horizon of my mind – and joy is, some days, as simple and as definite as that horizon, long and steady and beckoning.
Joy says “Come try.” Sorrow says “Look back.” Somehow, both inhabit the fall.
“Blue Spruce” was painted near the Iron Forge Inn, in Warwick. If you’re interested in buying this painting, please email me at carrieBjacobson@gmail.com for price and delivery options.
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