{"id":5990,"date":"2016-03-28T12:10:53","date_gmt":"2016-03-28T17:10:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oldnaturalist.com\/?p=5990"},"modified":"2016-03-31T17:30:09","modified_gmt":"2016-03-31T22:30:09","slug":"sharing-art-from-the-heart-of-the-earth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/oldnaturalist.com\/?p=5990","title":{"rendered":"Art from the Heart of the Earth"},"content":{"rendered":"

Chinese ink and Brush paintings – James Gregory<\/strong>
\nI like painting nature because in order to paint I have to get out of my analytical mind and actually see the scene in order to paint it. This experience of turning off my expectations of how I think something should look allows me to access parts of my awareness which get blunted in daily thinking.<\/em><\/p>\n

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I almost cried.<\/em>
\n There was an affinity in the woods,<\/em>
\n A stillness of calm,<\/em>
\n And peace,<\/em>
\n And pride.<\/em>
\n The wind filtered through the brush<\/em>
\n And touched<\/em>
\n Ever so lightly,<\/em>
\n The rustling leaves<\/em>
\n And the flowing current.<\/em>
\n Gusts,<\/em>
\n Upon which the Egret<\/em>
\n Displayed their grace with dignity.<\/em>
\nThere was an affinity<\/em>
\n And I almost cried.<\/em><\/p>\n

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The question of art for me<\/em>
\n Is in my home and surrounding gardens.<\/em>
\n My gardens are one way I connect to nature<\/em>
\n And the promise of spring<\/em>
\n Is my favorite time to witness nature.<\/em>
\n And birds….<\/em>
\n I love their visits to my yard<\/em>
\n And I provide lots of suet and thistle for them year round.<\/em>
\n Oh, and the bees, too.<\/em>
\n I love them when they move about all the flowers.<\/em>
\n I love to listen to them do their work.<\/em>
\n And then, voila\u2026<\/em>
\n I reap lots of raspberries<\/em>
\n and plums<\/em>
\n and even peaches.<\/em><\/p>\n

Christina Gregory – Chinese Ink and Brush Painting<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\n<\/a>Spring’s Rhythm<\/strong><\/p>\n

I feel the beat of Spring today in crescendo and legato<\/em>
\nOf wind that stirs the chimes to rise<\/em>
\nAnd practice their scales.<\/em>
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I feel the beat of Spring today in the heartbeat of Mother Earth<\/em>
\nHeld tenderly in the dark and moist home<\/em>
\nSinging a lullaby to the new born flowers.<\/em><\/p>\n

I feel the beat of Spring today in the sap that pulses upward to feed new leaves<\/em>
\nTo touch the buds with nectar sweet<\/em>
\nAnd treat humankind to sweetness on their pancakes.<\/em><\/p>\n

And I hear the grace notes of the rain<\/em>
\nQuickly against the window pane in the early morn<\/em>
\nLightly lightly tapping out a rhythm the stars can dance to.<\/em><\/p>\n

And on the lakes I hear the creak and sway of cracking ice<\/em>
\nThundering like the largest drum<\/em>
\nReleasing with each beat the water for the boats to come.<\/em><\/p>\n

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The lone wolf comes in from cold<\/em>
\nShoulder to the wind<\/em>
\nNever needing anything<\/em>
\nNot asking for help<\/em>
\nIndependent and strong<\/em>
\nSurviving but not living<\/em>
\nThe lone wolf comes in from the cold<\/em>
\nI see you are child of light<\/em>
\nYou are safe here in my arms<\/em>
\nAnd you will always be valued for who you are<\/em>
\nThe lone wolf comes in from the cold<\/em>
\nYou are always welcome at our table<\/em>
\nI will give you my chamomile tea<\/em>
\nI will listen to your stories<\/em>
\nThere is no need to be silent anymore<\/em>
\nI will hug you if you are feeling sad<\/em>
\nYou will never be ignored again<\/em>
\nThe lone wolf, alone no more.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Falling into Spring
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The wind is blowing warm across my skin.<\/em>
\nUrgently it draws me into the night.<\/em>
\nI sense you there<\/em>
\nAnd I begin to play.<\/em>
\nYou whisper,<\/em>
\nI dance.<\/em>
\nThe wind caresses my face.<\/em>
\nI am alive under the stars.<\/em>
\nI hear the flutter of night wings,<\/em>
\nThe flutter of my heart.<\/em>
\nI am still.<\/em>
\nThe night moves around me.<\/em>
\nThe moon smiles down.<\/em>
\nI reach out my arms<\/em>
\nI\u2019m filled with joy.<\/em>
\nI am falling into spring.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Christina Gregory – Chinese Ink and Brush Painting<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Chinese ink and Brush paintings – James Gregory
\n<\/strong>The Chinese say, all Chinese ink and brush paintings begin with understanding how to paint a rock!<\/p>\n

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Pelicano – Lawrence Wade<\/strong><\/p>\n

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