I shut my eyes in order to see.
-Paul Gauguin
It’s August and I am beginning to feel the effects of this month as I do every year. I often feel it as a turning point in my psychological year, as though it is the end of one cycle and the beginning of another.
I always find this a time of questioning, of doubt. Usually a temporary withdrawal from the world.
It’s a hard thing to describe, especially with words. Difficult enough with the implication of imagery.
Maybe that’s why I’m using Gauguin’s painting today, Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?, an epic piece that deals with the very question of existence. Maybe. I don’t know.
The beauty of age is knowing that these August days are fleeting and simply a part of the deal, days to be endured and days to simply close one’s eyes and see…
Redtree Times 