Thursday, October 22, 2009

The Language Of My Heart

One of my recent digitally altered photos.



from Amy Tan's 'Saving Fish from Drowning':
"But then I discovered art. I saw for the first time nature and pure feelings expressed in a form I could understand. A painting was a translation of the language of my heart. My emotions were all there--but in a painting, a sculpture. I went to museum after museum, into the labyrinths of rooms and that of my own soul. And there were--my feelings, and all of them natural, spontaneous, truthful, and free. My heart cavorted within shapes and shadows and splashes, in patterns, repetitions, and abruptly ending lines. My soul shivered in tiny feathered strokes, one eyelash at a time.'

2 comments:

Kim Palmer said...

Beautiful Marie. Amy Tan writes so eloquently. Catching up on your last few posts. Adore the pomegranates, yes I'd keep that one too! Great abstract, and I can't believe how cold it is where you are. It's odd sometimes to be looking at everyones cold pics when it's hot here!

Caterina Giglio said...

great pair the quote and the piece, you rocked it!
stormy weather here today, did you get the big melt? xo