I used the term joyous melancholy in yesterday’s blog to describe the feeling of a painting and a moment, the paradox of finding some sort of small pleasure in a gloomy moment. It’s a delicate but satisfying feeling, one that solemnly affirms one’s humanity. The new painting above, an 8″ by 24″ canvas, is the opposite of that. It is not paradoxical in any way nor is its message delicately or solemnly expressed. It is pure color and joy that proudly displays what it is with gusto.
It’s a very strong, almost muscular piece in its expression. Bold and unapologetic. Willing to share its glee with anyone who is drawn to look at it. It brings to mind a quote from Buddha: Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
A reminder that our joy is not a finite product, that it should be a shared experience. I think I will call this painting Buddha Candle.
On yet another below zero morning, I am enjoying the warmth and joy in this piece.