Here are two pictures that I have to put in the Bellingham. I don't know why, but these two picture have alway "spoken" to me. The one with the girl- It is Christina's World 1948- had hung in the hospital that I work in for years and has always made me stop and look at it everytime I passed it. I don't know why but it has always facinated me. I think I like the other one for it's simplicity. It is just funny how certain pictures catch your attention. All art is like that. What catches your eye catches a part of you and who you are. I am always amazed when I hear people have someone come in to decorate their houses for them. Do they ever feel like they really live there. I guess a good decorater really gets to know who you are and what you like. But I have to go with what my heart feels when it sees a piece of "art", etc. I am just writing aloud. Just my view on the subject. How many of you feel this way?
Here are two pictures that I have to put in the Bellingham. I don't know why, but these two picture have alway "spoken" to me. The one with the girl- It is Christina's World 1948- had hung in the hospital that I work in for years and has always made me stop and look at it everytime I passed it. I don't know why but it has always facinated me. I think I like the other one for it's simplicity. It is just funny how certain pictures catch your attention. All art is like that. What catches your eye catches a part of you and who you are. I am always amazed when I hear people have someone come in to decorate their houses for them. Do they ever feel like they really live there. I guess a good decorater really gets to know who you are and what you like. But I have to go with what my heart feels when it sees a piece of "art", etc. I am just writing aloud. Just my view on the subject. How many of you feel this way? 
Hi Teresa,
ReplyDeleteI feel, as you do, with art that it has it's own places in our hearts, and that can never be put into a 'box' of definition. It's too big and wonderful and meaningful!
The picture of the man praying has always been very special to me too. My Dad had it on the wall in our home when I was a child. And, I remember just gazing at it often. I think it has formed a part of me inside. And, I don't always know what that is, but when I see the painting, I am reminded of some very early and formative feelings.
Thank you so much for this sweet blog post. And, thank you too, Teresa, for the Heart Attack post. It's good to be aware of the things that affect us so easily.
Take care,
Janee
You know that Christina was his neighbor and I think had a congenital condition (??) that caused her to be crippled. He painted this watching her making her slow way across the field back home. I obviously don't recall the entire story but it went something like that.
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