I thought to myself then said, “If we do not live, we cannot die, for we are already dead.”?
Abandon then the straints of fear
the worrisome thought
the tough veneer.
Reject all news alarming
Rise above all thought of loss
Tear down the walls, the cage, the cross
Don’t ever stop to count the cost
Embrace your childlike yearnings
Don’t grow old as you grow up
Nor tether tight your joyous heart
And don’t lie down Death’s wine to sup
Be wide awake in living!
The first SRH Painting in this post is titled: Breaking Through
The painting at the end is tited: Transformation
I especially love the Breaking Through. It is done on a larger scale than posted here and it is magnicifent! It’s the kind of artwork that draws you in and holds you tight. You just don’t want to look away. The experience of depth in these Encaustics works is amazing. You feel like you want to start picking away at the layers of paint. Beautiful!
This morning I received a wonderful reply to my permission request from the Artist, Susan Russell Hall:
Thank you for your lovely note. You have clearly captured the intent of my artwork and I an honored that you have included it on your page. I love what you wrote “if we do not live, we can not die, for we are already dead.” because my life is about grabbing each day with both hands.
Enjoy and keep up the inspiring work!
With warmest regards, Susan
(Straints=Bindings/chains and the like :) New word???)