Day 5 – Soft Color, Soft Words

I played with oils and then wiped the paint off. I erased the thick blocks of color and decided against dark hues.

I rediscovered the wisdom and woes of Solomon, the writer of Ecclesiastes.

Wisdom, woe, striving, resting, racing…a worrisome road.

I loved one verse about the flow of water, the destination the ocean.

I considered how we don’t fear the overflow, the break of dam, the flooding of our land because of the ocean.

I decided I could never understand this, only love it.

Live it,embrace it.

The truth of Ecclesiastes, of a painting softened by worn down pastel.

I’m thinking now of my friend.

Her kind instruction.

Paint for pleasure. Paint for you.

Flow.

“All streams run to the sea, but the sea is not full; to the place where the streams flow, there they flow again.”
‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭1‬:‭7‬ ‭ESV