November 1, 2006 at 11:59 PMA friend of mine went to a market in Toronto last month. One of the booths belonged to a woman with cerebral palsy, and she could no longer speak or move....except for one finger. She used cards to communicate. Her sale? Art. Her art! She paints, with one finger!!!!
My friend found amid her work, some cards with paintings of two cats on it, and thought of me (I am a bit crazy about my babies). The cards arrived in the mail today.
I am awed. There is so much character and love in the paintings. I will try to scan the front of one and put it on here. I tried to concieve the process in which they were painted, and I couldn't. It just made me feel warm.
And slightly aware of how easy I have it in comparison. To create art for me is so much eaisier than it is for her. Not that it necessarily means less, but the actual effort takes a bit less conviction, I think.
And the other aspect...her illness. It doesn't seem the least bit sensational. It is so very close to my heart, these cards.
It has my mind revving. When I am given a gift like this, it makes me see the world as a multimedia presentation of the sincerest sort. We are so unlimited by our desires and quest....music is just one way we portray who we are and what we find worth, well, presenting.
How multi-dimentional and beautiful we all are. One thing that strikes me about visual art sometimes is that, although it takes training and talent and skill, it is the creative aspect that is of most value. How does that, really, transfer into what I do? It seems a violinists expression and own creativity come in the way of fine details in context of another's writing.
Ahh...food has arrived at my door....
edit: she has a website:
But I hope that you scan them on soon... I can't wait to see them...
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