Today’s quote in yesterday’s Cape Cod Times was:
“Life is a great big canvas and you should throw all the paint you can on it.”
~ Danny Kaye
I love this quote. Right away I picture a white canvas with all bright colors being spattered and swirled all over it. Life. Big, beautiful, exciting…..etc. Then I thought about what I’ve been throwing on my canvas these past few days.
If you follow this blog off of Facebook you might have noticed that since Wednesday it hasn’t been there. Typepad and Facebook have been having connection issues. I’ve been emailing back and forth with them, trying everything I could technically think of on my own, only to discover typepad has “two” of me and it’s confusing Facebook. Anyway, the issue still isn’t resolved. I was able to post two out of the last three days, and I’m not sure I can get this one to post.
This has been a very frustrating past three days and a lot of red paint has been splashed on my canvas in technological anger. Seriously? In this day and age I can’t click a button and publish on Facebook like I have for the past 800 posts? Anger. Oh yes. Frustration. Oh yes. Lots of angry red paint on my canvas.
Then, on another note, it’s been so nice having my Boston daughter here for the weekend to go to the game with us tomorrow. Lots of bright yellow paint for the warm conversations we had last night and today. The game – oh yes- that gets thrown on the canvas, too. Bright green, purple, blue and a bunch of colors in between to express the excitement of going to the AFC Championship game tomorrow. Throw on some hot orange for 50 yard line, fourth row seats behind the Patriot bench. (We only have two tickets – my husband and daughter are going into the game while I chill at Chickie Flynn’s bar – way better than chilling in 29 degrees and high winds on the field.) Throw on some cozy light blue paint for how comfortable I’m going to be in front of the big screen. A white canvas – flooded with colors. So maybe all the colors aren’t happy, but the final picture is spectacular anyway.
What about your canvas today? What colors got thrown on it? Perhaps a bit of anger? Some joy? A pinch of sadness? A blob of excitement? Just throw as much paint as you can on it everyday, and in the end? A masterpiece.
And so, as another day goes by, splat, blob, swish, swirl, color by color, day by day, my portrait is being painted, and…I have written.
Painting: “Life” by Me 🙂
Great visual of real life and how it all works together. I’ve used a tapestry image before with all different threads but I love the image of throwing paint! I’ll remember this. Enjoy your writing.