hopefields. sacred life.
by kelly
hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words
and never stops… at all. ~emily dickinson
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hello over there. today.
today. what are you up to today.
i am up to….running to the post to mail off bits of shop fun. heading to the gallery and hang this bad boy up and to make loads of paper flowers for our upcoming annual gala. then home for another late night of painting to prep for this weekends “indie love lounge”. another busy week full of art. color and paperwork. yep. living the dream. don’t you just love how that works.
“hopefields”
16×20
birch panel
i remember a man and how chills over took the skin of my arms and neck, each time he spoke of hope. his little town hope. this girl raised in a little town. a town that some days could stand a little extra here and there. maybe a bit more than that. and some days i often wonder. some days i stew in the thoughts and frustrations. and then a little light will shine in on my day. it could be a little wave from an old friend. a new face in our coffee house or it could be that familiar face on the nightly news, that face that some don’t care to look at, but one that pushes me gather up any little lost bits and wrap them up in my arms like a field full of pink and orange poppies. vibrant. warm as the colors i always move towards. a field. full. full of poppies.
hopefields.
xoxo.
You inspire me so! sounds like a fun end of week arrest! I totally need an art love lounge over here… hmmm.
such an amazing piece. my new favorite I think. it speaks kelly but leaves room for my own stories too.
hot diggity! you inspire me with hope…. and beautiful words swirling around beautiful colors. much love!
this piece is so inspiring. you are inspiring.
i wish i could just jump on a plane and come see you at the gallery.
You, my dear are a field of colors and hope and inspiration and love and joy. This piece. Hopefields.
I’m so happy that you are “living the dream” dearest! You deserve every bit of the hope + joy that comes your way! I love you so!
‘hopefields’ !!! wow!!!! beautiful beautiful..
hope… for me..
was to wait for my children…always hoping that one day, i too, will be called mama…holding on to that word so tightly that it will fill the whole of my heart with that hope of being a mama…
and now…today, the word hope is replaced by trust and the knowing that He will come around when the time is just right…
that word has changed my life.
my best friend, who is also clinging onto the word ‘hope’ for the same reasons I did… phoned me a few weeks ago to just say that her daughter’s name is going to be ‘Hope’.
we are praying and holding onto that for her too…
know what i’m seeing? a painting with fields and fields…with the little word hope as flowers… beautiful…
love you xx