Knowing she has wings

 

This is a first in my life, a piece of original art painted by my friend Ann L. Carter purchased from the Strecker-Nelson Gallery.    It is quite a splurge for us, not expensive but we scrape by financially and funds seem to go either toward feeding animals or daily living.   I've been of the opinion that it is hard to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear which is how I feel about our chaotic jumbled up house.  Beautiful art seems like "wasted" energy here,  I  to change that.    It's funny but eons ago during my first and brief stint in college enrolled in "Art Appreciation 101" amazingly I remember something the professor said.   Original art is always a wise investment.    I didn't buy this work as an investment in the financial sense.   I bought it for the sake of  love and adding a little beauty to my life.   This is the kind of  investment you cannot put a price tag on.

First and foremost, Ann is a neighbor and a friend.   Her daughter Helen has been tremendously helpful to me.   Especially this winter while I was hobbling around with a broken fibula.   The final motivation to take the plunge was on Friday.    My beloved kitty Chloe passed away the day before.  It was a tremendous shock to my body mind because it was very sudden. she was not an old cat.  I was devastated to say the least by her untimely passing.   I've been known to replace a heart break by acquiring another animal.   I cannot do that anymore, not that I am shutting out love.  I just opted for something more enduring as a memory of my beautiful kitty who is no longer with me in physical form.   The painting has been rolling around in my head for a month or so.   I have really wanted one of Ann's paintings for even longer than that.    This particular one speaks to me on such a powerful level it hard to describe but I will give it a try.   I believe that the winged ones are messengers of the Gods, and IF you pay really close attention during the most trying times...well they just might appear. 

Not so long ago this spring I was sitting in our city park listening to something that was quite sorrowful.   I looked into the trees and there were blue birds flitting in and out of the trees right before me.   I thought that was just amazing.  The blue bird of happiness flew by.... at just the right moment to help lift my spirit and give me a ray of hope.    There have been other times, with other birds that have been really quite amazing in their timing as well.    So I give great credence to this theory that birds are messengers from realms we don't quite know or understand.

Back to that college professor, I don't really think of this work as an investment.   I think of it as a cherished object to pass on to someone who will love it just as much as I do.    Also I want to add how fortunate I am to live in a community with such an active art scene.   If you are not local you can visit the Gallery online at http://www.strecker-nelsongallery.com   Please read more about the lovely and talented artist at http://annlcarter.com/     In my humble opinion this is quite a find.