Sharika Roland

My husband and I bought a chandelier that was not like any we had see before. It was handblown in Murano and each teardrop glass had rainbow colored paint on one side. Each teardrop is unique and they are all different sizes with one even being bent. We love the bent one. Even though it is clear the stripe of rainbow on each piece makes they whole thing look like a rainbow even in the dark.

It looks like it is raining rainbows if you  stand under it.

Even though I took a dozen pictures of it , I could not capture the rainbows. It just looked like clear glass.

sometimes you have an experience that is hard to transmit. I imagine people suffering with depression or people feeling grief might have that problem.

Somethings you just have to experience it  yourself to understand.

Words can get in the way, Words say only what you know the words to mean. That’s all they can do. When words are not enough, tears say more.

Tears are not common, they  come from the deep place where words stop.

I like to think of my teardrop chandelier with rainbows  as coming from that same deep place That place is the most beautiful.

 

We had to  move over the last few days so blogging is sparse. But there is one thing about moving that is wonderful. Your head gets cleared to see new things. It is sort of like going a trip.

But the house we moved to was calling out to have a new look so I had to spend a few days changing things around .

When you move furniture  around or paint a wall or two , it feels like a new place. You moved , time passed , your perspective changed,  so its time for a face lift to match. That is one blessing of moving.

The other is you look at all your possessions again. Those kept in drawers stashed away, hidden for even years, get pulled out and examined and either let go or packed away for the move.

This blessing is harder to take. First of all , the number of things that we pack away is pretty astounding. Then having to pick them all up and look at them reminds me of why I really put them there for in the first place. I did not know what to do with them. Too good to toss, but you aren’t going to actually use them again. Maybe never use them again. So it is the limbo drawers. Things that have no place.

For a thing to have a place it has to be used. Use it or lose it is definitely another  way to look at that phrase.

To keep an item , it has to do one of three things. 1.Necessary for survival, things that are nourishing to your mind or soul, And beauty. Beautiful things are necessary for health and to remind you that you are a human being , The last one is beneficial to the first two.

Its the last one that saves most of my possessions from getting tossed.

I had this dream about doing a whole show of white paintings. Do you ever do something because you have a dream? I never have, but why not? Maybe the dream paintings ( I would totally call them that) are the most interesting ones you have ever done. The difficult process of making something pretty interesting in all while shades would be  a challenge.

Ok what I did right there is just free form dreaming doodling just let it go kind of thinking. Who cares where ideas come from. Maybe you have a hairsbreath of an idea but it sparks you. Go for it.

Most of the time you start somewhere definite and go toward the light, but it is really fun to start anywhere  and go for what might be a glimmer of a light then a shadow, then a flood light.

 

so with that in mind. 10 white paintings might look all the same till you went close and then you see the nuances. Sort of like a whisper.

things seem more important when you have to move close to see their beauty.