
Day’s First Color– At Little Gems, West End Gallery
This first glance of a soul which does not yet know itself is like dawn in the heavens; it is the awakening of something radiant and unknown.
–Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
I’m a morning person, an early riser, which means I know the dawn a bit. First rays of sunlight through the trees. Long shadows. Black and deep grays transforming into greens and browns.
First color of the day comes and with it the possibility of the new and the unknown. Every dawn offers the chance for the revelation of something fresh and exciting, something unseen and not thought of before that first sunlight crept through the trees.
Maybe something that changes everything.
Of course, most days don’t fulfill that promise. But the dawn, at least, offers one the chance to experience that awakening of something radiant and unknown.
And that’s all I am asking– just that chance.
That breaking dawn and the possibility accompanying it is what I see in this new piece at the top, Day’s First Color. It is 6″ by 6″ on paper and part of the annual Little Gems show that opens next Friday, February 10, at the West End Gallery.
Now, it’s time to make use of that chance.
Here’s a song from Cat Stevens from his 1971 album Teaser and the Firecat. I played the hell out of that album when it came out, with this song, Morning Has Broken (which is an early 20th century hymn), Peace Train, and Moonshadow, among others. I was also greatly attracted to the artwork on the album cover which was painted by Cat Stevens. It has a naive quality and use of color that has probably influenced me in ways I haven’t recognized or acknowledged until recently. We all take in many things and synthesize them quickly, often not realizing how much they contribute to our whole.
Hmm…
Great composition!
Thanks! Much appreciated.
Even the Red Tree is leaning toward the light.
As it usually is!
I love the way your paintings sometimes evoke songs I’ve forgotten about, like this one.
Thanks for the reminder on this song, Linda. Haven’t heard it in what seems like ages. Before I forget, I made a comment on your Task At Hand post today and was remiss in not expressing what a great bit of writing it was. Great post, Linda!
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Thanks so much — and thanks for the contributions you’ve made to my thoughts on the subject(s).
I also have Teaser and the Firecat, along with a few other Cat Stevens albums, and in younger days played them until they are about worn out. Still, every so often I dig them out and play them and am transported 50 years back in my life.
I like your painting today, it really draws the eye and I like the low light effect. I have seen mornings like that. Guess I will have to rise a bit earlier to see more!
We might stop by the West End Gallery on opening evening.
Yes, my albums and their covers all show a lot of wear and tear, with torn edges and wear spots. But like you said, playing them instantly takes me back 50 years. Hope to see you at the opening!