
Life is like painting,
starting with nothing' and heading into the unknown,
where one learns, "If ya don't like it, change it or paint over it(forget it)".
Above all, keep leaning into the wind till ya reach the love of completion, of having taken part, "in a knowing way", in the creative process.
Every day, the painter assesses the painting a new.
With pain, the painter is ever mindful of the shame it would be to put paint on a canvas that rose nowhere near the grace and beauty of the calm blank that it had been in the beginning.
"There is beauty even in a scribble when there is love in the heart "!
The good painter paints but always remains diligent while the brush creates the good, the bad and the ugly in front of his eyes.
The danger that a painter is faced with is to accept some bad and ugly because he is either lazy or doesn't suspect the sweet fruits of goodness and beauty that lay forever on the edge of darkness.
Shortsightedness can never touch the hem of real goodness and beauty but for those that can comprehend the wonders of goodness and beauty, they are relentlessly energized in an effort to give birth to it's gracefulness in being.
The painter eventually learns, "It takes goodness to create goodness and beauty to create beauty".
The painter calls goodness and beauty "Love" for the sake of simplicity.
"Cherish the Love".
"The way around everything is straight ahead past old ugly's temporary measure of bad cents to a new beauty's eternal measure of good sense ."!!
LaLePoP'