Scroll down for Day 1. "Art is man's nature; nature is God's art." ~Philip James Bailey
Day 2 Are you a gardener? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-2.html
Day 3 Are you a "foodie"? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-3-food.html
Day 4 Are you a diplomat? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/diplomacy.html
Day 5 Do you like French? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/french.html
Day 6 Are you free? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-6-freedom.html
Day 7 Do you think about death? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-death-day-7.html
Day 8 Do you persevere? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/perseverance.html
Day 9 Are you a poet? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/poetry.html
Day 10 Are you a dog lover? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-10-dogs.html
Day 12 Are you Thankful? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-12-thanksgiving.html
Day 13 What is beauty? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/beauty.html
Day 14 Do you like a glass of wine? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-14-wine.html
Day 15 Do you understand pain? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-15-moods-pain-and-sorrow.html
Day 16 Are you a musician at heart? http://irrepressiblestones.blogspot.com/2014/10/31-days-day-16-music.html
Day 1 Are you an artist?
"Art is man's nature; nature is God's art." ~Philip James Bailey
I'm no artist. I'd be the first to tell you that, if you asked me. I do not draw much more than little doodles on the page to illustrate the words of my journal. I marvel at the incredible drawings of serious artists who have taken the time to hone their skill, and I appreciate looking at the paintings of the masters and the creativity of modern artists who can take something as simple as fingerpaint and make it into something worthy to hang on the wall.
Yet, I'm an artist, I tell you, because I love to bring beauty out of chaos, and order out of messiness.
This year, I'm enjoying a Latin desk calendar. The quote for October 1 is this:
"Ars est celare artem." Real art conceals its artfulness, or literally, it is art to conceal art. In other words, the beauty of art is in the entire work, not in the technique, the brush strokes, the colours, or precise combinations of oils or watercolours or pastels or fabric. The art is the finished work.
We're all artists, one way or another.
Observe the gas station attendant as she pumps the gas, washes the windows, rings in the till and answers the customer's questions. She's an artist, bringing beauty and order to her little corner of the world.
Observe the farmer as he cuts and harvests the beans, then tills the field to ready it for winter wheat. The rows are precise, brown against yellow, row upon row.
Observe the mother as she chops the vegetables for a salad and mixes the oil and lemon for the dressing. She arranges the food on the plate, making it just so, feeding her family and reflecting the beauty of nature, of God Himself who created it.
"Art is a human activity having for its purpose the transmission to others of the highest and best feelings to which men have risen." ~Count Lyof Nikolaye-Vitch Tolstoi
An attendant's diligence. A farmer's precision. A mother's love. This is art.
"Art is a jealous mistress*, and, if a man have a genius for painting, poetry, music, architecture, or philosophy, he makes a bad husband, and an ill-provider." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Art can consume us. I am the proud owner and user of a planner - no wait, make that two planners... one for my desk, and one for my purse. I have a third planner, I admit. That one is used to record the days of our lives, the events of our family, the appointments and outings and visits with friend and family that we enjoy. I get carried away with those planners. I doodle and paste and print out pictures to insert on special days. I use stickers and washi tape and coloured pens to make those planners visually appealing. I can be a "bad husband", forgetting to complete some tasks because I'm too busy filling in pages.
It's a wonderful thing to be an image bearer, to be made in the image of God. Because He is the ultimate Artist, we are all artists, too.
How am I an artist?
Can I improve my skill and reflect more of God's beauty in my art?
Do I get carried away and neglect my duties to pursue the joy of creating? Is that always a bad thing?
The heavens declare the glory of God;
(*Blackstone's confession of his own original preference for literature, and his perception that the law was "a jealous mistress," who would suffer no rival in his affections.)