Will transformation. Oh be inspired for the flame
in which a Thing disappears and bursts into something
the spirit of re-creation which masters this earthly form
loves most the pivoting point where you are no longer
yourself.Rainer Maria Rilke (Sonnets To Orpheus)
I’ve toyed with the idea of increasing the color saturation in parts of this painting, particularly in the middle section. I may ultimately do that, if for no other reason than to push the growth-edge of my technical painting development. On the other hand, separate from my visual preferences for contrast and color, this painting – exactly as it is now – captures something about my experience. Maybe yours too? For me, the colorful, muted light of sunrise reflects both the joy of possibility (hope) and the tentative pause (fear) that often coexists as we begin a new day.
This winter has been more challenging for so many of us in different and similar ways. Personally, I can see the value in periods of relative isolation and dormancy, but I am also celebrating the change of seasons, balancing my wish to appreciate the present with my intentions to create and welcome the new. The metaphors are rich, but so too are the simple pleasures of being warmed by the sun and noticing the scent and feel of the sea breeze.
Wishing you all well and grateful for the connections here!
18×18, acrylic on cradled panel
The challenge now is to hold your flame high Without seeking to burn others It’s tempting, I know, to singe another on the way by Especially when you’ve clawed your way out of darkness And they have blocked your passage When you have been burned Near past the point of recognition You did not deserve that You did not ever deserve that But you are not the only one with scars And you must find within you the strength To be better than those who’ve hurt you Because you can and you are Not when you are set alight with vengeance But when you light the way for everyone If you want a new story You must allow for a new ending. In every hero’s journey ever told, There comes a time to re-know the enemy Because the enemy is who you become When you don’t use your light well When you can’t honor your history Without making it a weapon Know your anger and guard your wounds But do not succumb to hatred or bitterness Nor direct your rage inward No one is asking you to offer yourself as firewood And understand this: The way forward is now There is an opening now The darkness is lit with love © Amanda Reilly Sayer (November, 2020)