Creative Expression by Susan L.

  I spent yesterday painting some more of the new sign for the centre. As I waited for the paint to dry, I did a quick watercolour of an imagined autumn landscape. It’s one of my favourite subjects, a grassy field bordered by trees and the sky above. There’s no focal point in this one. Red and yellow hardwoods are mixed in with blurry, impressionistic evergreens. The field has clumps of autumn's favorite wildflowers: goldenrod mixed with purple and white asters. These are simply dots of colour in and amongst the whispy, windblown, dry brushed grasses.
  I don't know what it is about fields that fascinate me. It could be because there is so much hidden life within them: mice, birds and insects go about their lives rarely seen by us.
  There's so much that goes on we never notice, the white noise of visual overload. I try and spend some time on a regular basis simply looking at something be it something as large as a field or something as small as a mushroom. I study how the shadows fall, how the sun brings out a rainbow of colours. Textures fascinate me, there's so many in the natural world.
  It's a form of prayer for me, this meditative type of seeing. It helps me appreciate even more the infinite variety of life that the Lord has placed on this planet.
  And I give thanks.
 

 
  "But lay up for yourselves treasure in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves to not break in and steal. For where your heart is, there your heart will be also." Mat 6:20-21