A digression - the letter regarding
A little too lazy to write, but I might paint by. What we take for the occasion? Dark tones for the environment ... yes ... Purple and black. First the background ... one might suspect rocks and trees, large trees. Maybe a pine forest. Up in the middle I put a soft-yellow-white moon ... almost completely round ... nocturnal cloud streaks in powdery gray.
Imperceptibly Gradual tones the center of the image there ... and there goes by: vermillion and orange ... bright yellow ... I clap really a big fire to the canvas. This is a center who catches the eye on the rather cool background composition ... But now I push a lot of spots on the range ... many bright colors. So now line to line - there are people from it. You sit around the fire ... beautiful Laugh ... . Eat Others stand and gaze into the flames, fascinated and carried away ... Children sit anywhere in between. Because these instruments have on the log ... small drums and flutes ... the woman I agree with a Celtic harp ... as the man next to it.
Not so easy with the strings ... but anyway we only see the reflections of the fire on it. That's a lot of life on the canvas ... a group of people dancing ... yes dancing it the old fashioned way, in a circle. Like me! As can be pivoted cup and it will be refilled ... I painted a couple of kegs quickly. You hear the crackling of the flames right ... one sees that is sung. They sing ... well, they sing of old memories of friendship and solidarity, they touched on far away - not only for this life ... they sing for the light that decreases again that night because the days are getting shorter again.
you swear to that inner light and warmth to their songs ... because that will never decrease, they know it. Animals have been missing, I actually manage several large and shaggy herding dogs, which are gorged on the side and batting happy while you sleep with the legs ... completed. The things I leave lying here ... who has ideas, they simply bring to the screen.
light and heat ... for us more of course ... or no longer bound by time. For the ancients, it was different. Vital and so precious ... and so they celebrated the solstices ... we It will now not be able to understand how they felt and what was it meant for them. When we see a camp fire or consider a long open flame, we may come to an idea ... a feeling. It's always good to meditate on some concepts such as friendship or light ... they really engage and to be aware of their true nature. Makes from the words not picked chips that pass from hand to hand and have little value except that they rattle nicely in the hand.
you all a Merry Litha ...
© text courtesy of Puck Grünenwald / Pressenet www.pressenet.info
(Lithafest This is one of the eight witches Sabbaths and feast , which is celebrated at the summer solstice on 20 or 21 June. This feast is celebrated alongside the traditional midsummer celebrations in Scandinavia and in Germany.)
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