I have been trying to get 4 trading cards finished for the swap on Monday, it's all about love and it doesn't look like I will have them done but I have read some nice stuff, like this....
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy.
Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude;
It is not self-seeking, nor easily angered.
It keeps no record of wrongdoing.
It does not delight in evil,
But rejoices in the truth.
It always protects, trusts, hopes, and preserves.
There is nothing love cannot face;
There is no limit to its faith, hope, and endurance.
In a word, there are three things that last forever:
Faith, hope, and love;
But the greatest of them all is love.
It does not envy.
Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude;
It is not self-seeking, nor easily angered.
It keeps no record of wrongdoing.
It does not delight in evil,
But rejoices in the truth.
It always protects, trusts, hopes, and preserves.
There is nothing love cannot face;
There is no limit to its faith, hope, and endurance.
In a word, there are three things that last forever:
Faith, hope, and love;
But the greatest of them all is love.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Such a pretty picture I took of a sunflower at Audrey's house yesterday.
I have been painting, I'm putting it down to
blogging yesterday opened up the creative juices.
Hopefully it won't take too long to finish. I had a bit of a problem with it because I used encaustic wax and then painted over it and it had started cracking, only because of Maddy man-handling it. I got the hairdryer out and melted it all back into place and it's looking wonderful again. I'm thinking I might get some prints of this to sell so that more than one person can enjoy the painting :)
Last night I watched Klimt, A portrait of Austrian artist Gustav Klimt (Malkovich) whose lavish, sexual paintings came to symbolize the art nouveau style of the late 19th and early 20th century.
It was a very strange character study and a meditation on art in a time of opulence and syphilis. Gustave Klimt (1862-1918) lies in hospital, dying. In reveries, he recalls the early 1900s: it's fin de siècle Vienna. At the World Exposition in Paris, Klimt meets Georges Méliès, who does a moving picture for him, and Klimt falls under the spell of a woman who may be Lea de Castro. We see Klimt in his studio; we meet his mother and sister, who suffer from mental illness. We watch Klimt the libertine. On his deathbed and as a younger man, he imagines things as well: encounters with ministers and waiters and with women who are willing participants in his pleasures.
The clip of the day is one of my favourite artists Jasper Johns. I love it how the guy gets told off for videoing in the gallery, it reminds me off all the times I have been told off for the same thing LOL.
You will hear that one of his paintings sold for $80 000 000, the most a living artist has ever sold a painting for...NICE!!! Someone told me that he is bummed out becasue people want to buy his old work more than his new work and he isn't making the amount of money he once did.
My card of the day is BE HONEST WITH YOURSELF
I want Maddy to go to sleep so I can do more painting!!!
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