Do details matter? Is it necessary to read between the lines? Does our unconscious ever take a break?
The antique frame above is three feet by four feet wide. Hand carved wood with peeling gild. I bought it at the brocante fair in our town about a year ago. The painting is from a Russian painter who has lived in France most his life, I met him several months ago. French Husband and I appreciate his oil on canvas landscapes that have a modern twist about them. Gina, our friend who stayed in the house next door and is coming back this month, bought many of his paintings and plans to have an opening later this year.
An ornate frame such as this one is suited for a less complex painting. If I put the frame in Cassis, where the rooms are small but the ceilings are high it could work. And put the painting off to the side.
Out of frame.
But in focus.
Cassis has my thoughts, I arrange and rearrange furniture and objects, visualizing dreams to be.
Where things will go, or if they will go remains to be seen.
Thank you for your thoughtful, helpful, kind comments about my stirring/writer's block. I appreciate your reading my blog. Your constant generous spirit and friendship. Your putting up with my spelling and grammar errors, my French blog that has a weird name, my jumping from one subject to another… I am rarely focused on one thing at any given time, that makes for last minute decisions or a prettier word spontaneous behavior.
In writing about my "stirring" and then hearing your responses I felt relived. In the end this is one person's journal and not a literary, newsworthy, travel guide, antique expert, poetic living undertaking.
Just me and you and that is all I need to remember when writing.
So thank you for reading my blog and encouraging me to keep it up as it is.
The stirring will stir bringing me around and around, just as decorating does in my mind about Cassis. I guess if I see it that way then I will have an easier time letting it be.
The frame is not flat, its angle does not turn inward to show case the interior, as the painting is meant to be at the frame's inner edge to center stage the painting, to bring it forth. If I turned the frame around it would be more typical of other frames. The boarder is about ten inches wide.
In the end what matters about things that aren't important to anything life threatening or serious is how it plays in us and where it leads us to be.
Creative unfolding.
What do you focus on? And if you turned it around would the focus be the same?
The challenge for me is to see things not as they are, but what story, life, feeling is between the lines.
To see with more than just with my eyes.
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