I woke this morning facing my bedroom wall. On that wall is a watercolor my friend Donald did http://dvaccino.com/ (go there and scroll through watercolors) of a black canvas in front of the light of a window. It’s an image in his studio and home.
He has one window which over looks a fire escape, with a view of buildings across the street. He’s on the third floor and can literally here the commotions below. The street is necessled between two avenues, which can both be seen from the window. Amidst the chaos of the area (busy, busy, busy), the light shines in.
I put the watercolor on the wall to the side of the bed because it was bare. I have paintings surrounding the other walls, and at one point this one was behind the bed. It doesn’t really go with the decor, but I really like it. It has yet to be framed.
This morning I realized I couldn’t have found a better place for it. Often I wake up facing that wall, and when I look at the “blank” canvas, I see it as a starting point. The beginning to a new day- every day- where the light comes in and shines on the black canvas (symbolic of the mind), and provides the inspiration needed to create for that day. The fact it’s a watercolor is a plus. Watercolors to me, always seemed to be “less” permanent- fragile if you will. They need more care, and can be damaged easily. The day hardens you and if you’re lucky, you’ll find peace in your dreams and wake to a blank canvas.
Representing today’s “spark” is my watercolor. It’s something I’m very honored and proud to have; every day I wake- I’ll realize it’s a new day, with new inspiration. My mind is a canvas- blank until, the day expires. The next day I get to do it all again.
Always look forward to tomorrow.