I Am Not Myself

11 01 2010

I’m back from a long road trip with the family this weekend. My oldest turned thirteen and all he wanted to do was spend time with the family. I know, I’m counting the days until this bliss ends. With nothing but time on my hand and road at my feet, I finally got through most of Eckhart Tolle’s, A New Earth, Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose, I blogged about the book when I started it months ago, which just confirms the my earlier point; I’m not an avid reader of actual books, but I do get through them.

Artist - Henry Hall

I’ve often been told that I “take things too personally.” I always responded immediately with a “no I don’t” retort. I believe Tolle’s point is that we take our thought and identify it with who we are, when we should recognize our thought as just that, thoughts. If we separate ourselves from the thoughts we are having than its easier to separate our emotions and egos from them and be more present in the now.

All that is real is now. That past is gone, we can’t change it and the future is not here yet, so we might as well enjoy what is now. That kind of mental freedom is what artists must feel in the midst of creativity. That’s how they can see and create things of true beauty.

Henry Hall, is one of these artist. He lives in Finland but we’re planning on having coffee when he visits this summer. He is a painter, designer, photographer and film maker. His paintings are spectacular, a bit reminiscent of Rothko but I believe ‘borrowing’ is the way of modern art as does my fellow blogger, Eric. Hall’s portraits, however, are something completely on their own. They reach into my soul. The portrait with the blond, freckled woman I have titled “I Am Not Myself” as it reminds me of what I learned from Tolle’s book over the weekend.

The thing I love about Hall is that he pours himself into painting, design and film. I like to see artist express themselves in multiple mediums. It’s courageous, to say the least, and not easy to do well. I’ve always thought jeans were a good way to break into the design industry if one were to do it, so I’m looking forward to speaking with him about his experience.





Broken String

21 11 2009

Lucy Campbell, Libertad

Someone recently gave me the Eckhart Tolle book with the Oprah book club sticker on the front. I’m not finished yet, but I read in the beginning that a bird, a dove specifically, is the symbol of enlightenment and the evolution of human consciousness. So when I came across this piece of art my knees buckled. The image of the closed eyed dove and the bleeding heart brings together the concepts in the Tolle book and what I believe about string theory.

I’m a Virgo, so I don’t have much patience for theories. I like to think about things in a practical sense, so this is how the string theory translates for me. It’s a fluid connection between one point in time and space and another point. To take it one step further, it’s the connection of you at one point reaching around and connecting with you at a different point in time and space. I’m sure there are scientists out there itching to correct me, but I’m okay with this understanding; it’s comforting.

I like to think there is some alternate version of me that I am connected to that makes me a more enlightened person. The girl’s expression in the painting says to me that she was cut off from that other part of herself in that other space in time. How did this happen? How will she come back from here? She’s so utterly alone, cold, and lost without it.

It’s important to connect with others, but imperative to stay connected with ourselves. No matter how tenuous the string, don’t let go.