Saturday, November 30, 2013

A New York Kind of Time

This week I am visiting New York city with a friend who I met during my travels in Spain. We both celebrate our birthdays this upcoming week and ironically have a lot to celebrate as separate people. Once deciding to embark on this trip I ran into the indisputable fact that I know a lot of people in the area. This week is now a week for me to see 7 people that I have met over the past 10 years and through varying times in my life. What a place to meet, at such an exciting time!

The bustle of New York shuffles me along, me following happily along. However I find my own corners to tuck myself away from the business and get the solitude and peace that I search for to reflect, absorb, and digest. If not New York would probably wash me along with it, ha.



Today I went to the Metropolitan Museum and was able to travel back centuries in time across the globe. The art inspired me and gave me a new prospective on New York. This really is a hub of culture, dating back hundreds of years. While taking in just 3 of the exhibits in the mountain of art I journaled this piece:

"The beauty of the paintings speak volumes of the detail of the artist's eye, the eye of the mind. To be able to rotate, scale, light or maximize a depiction of real life takes the viewer to a whole new world. An artist's mind is something to make one stop and consider how we each see life as it passes us by. We should see more beauty. More irony. More juxtapositions created by the placement of our life, and this the world.

Perhaps this is how we can save our planet: taking an artist's view of life and making it a reality of society's mindset. To hold the same awe inspiring beauty but within every waking moment, every footstep and every decision made.

Is not our lives but the illustration of our internal eyesight? Our emotions, our viewpoints, our inner voice coloring what we see. Is not what we see but a representation of ourselves?

Inspired by the beauty of a brushstroke to bring out the beauty within each soul radiating out into the view point of the world. Our world. Our brushstrokes of passion."

So as we all continue in our lives remember how your brushstrokes impact the bigger picture laid inside that glided frame, setting a canvas of the world...