photo courtesy of Deseret News
looking:; rainy, drizzly out. I do enjoy the cozy feeling these kinds of days bring.
cooking:: started a pot of lentil soup to simmer. I'll take some to my parents later this afternoon as I've been trying to help my mother who has been suffering with shingles for the past two weeks. It's hard to see her having to go through this.
listening:: Johann Sebastian Bach station on Pandora. Lovely as always.
studying:: So inspired and drawn to Vincent Van Gogh. I've recently devoted a sketchbook to copying down portions of his letters, his own words and feelings relating to his journey to becoming an artist. I'm also learning from and sketching from his early drawings. I feel like I can learn so much from him.
I feel such a connection, especially, to these words of his:
"I feel within me a power that I must develop, a fire not to put out, but fanned into flame..."
"... I have a more or less irresistable passion for books, and I continually want to instruct myself to study if you like, just as much as I want to eat my bread."
"I want you to understand clearly my conception of art... What I want and aim at is confoundely difficult, and yet I do not think I aim too high. I want to do drawings which touch some people... In either figure or landscape I should wish to express not sentimental meloncholy, but serious sorrow... I want to progress so far that people will say of my work, he feels deeply, he feels tenderly-- notwithstanding my so-called roughness, perhaps even because of it... then I should want my work to show what is in the heart of such an eccentric, of such a nobody."
smiling:: So over-the-moon happy to see my dad, along with Gary and Greta becoming bonafide sketchers! I'm just so thrilled to see that my habit has rubbed off, has perhaps inspired their own joyful discovery of drawing and painting. So fun to share our excitement and work with each other.
thanking:: the kids have had so many wonderful opportunities lately. Eliza was recently accepted to Brigham Young University (where her siblings have attended, as well as her first choice for college) next fall. A few weeks ago, she received a nice scholarship for being recognized as a state Sterling Scholar runner-up in the Visual Arts catgegory. That was a special night having us all there to support and cheer her on. My mother-heart overflowing to tears. So proud of Isaac, too, with his participation this month in the regional Spelling Bee and Science Fairs. With the school year now winding up, these are busy times at our house with lots of activities, deadlines, and projects. Looking forward to some relaxing and fun with their Spring break coming up the first week of April.
loving:: these spring blossoms bursting all around. One of my favorite things in this world. Spring is here at last, friends!
These heavy, deep emotions and yearnings, written in my "dump your brain" journal a few months ago evolved into a form of prayer that I continue to work through today.
I felt like the combination of the drawing and the journal writing would really add more depth to each other, completing the story of my emotions and longings. It felt really therapeutic and helpful to express myself in both ways today.
These two share a rare gift--.
an understanding, a soul-to-soul
a trust, a bond,
a pure, sweet love--
What it means to be a true friend.
And I see this beautiful treasure
and feel so grateful,
especially for her.
Inspired and hopeful,
as this friendship is
really could be
possible and attainable
on this journey
My mother has a gallery of old photos of our ancestors hanging over the stairway of her and my father's home. In fact, the whole living room seems like a museum or antique shop. I love to look at the old belongings and memorabilia of my grandparents and other family members displayed in the shelves of an old glass curio cabinet. All these items are cherished treasures that have helped me and my children know and feel a connection to our people.
Conrad Smith Sr.
Hi, I'm Emily!
I welcome and thank you for visiting. Through this blog, I invite you, friends or strangers, to come and abide with me as I open my heart and home to you in understanding, honesty, discovery, and reflection. It is my hope that you will join me in my quest for a simple, joyful, meaningful life.