DOWN THE PATH OF A NEW YEAR
And so here we are, the beginning of a new year, and the changes it will bring as it must. It will mean something different to each one of us. For me, this is a year of exploration: A year to absorb, to listen, to contemplate, to live as I think. If we are fortunate, we all find our path. It is lit by many lanterns, but all mark the trail to enlightenment. Awareness. Compassion.
We all seek this; but each of us takes a different journey to reach the destination. And, as I have been reminded, the journey itself is the destination. Whatever I experience will no doubt find its way to the art canvas, as it cannot help but do so. As always, I derive pleasure from sharing my journey with you. The journey begins with self, but it sprouts branches, reaching out as a way to teach, to provoke thought, to show the different ways. It is there for the taking, or for the leaving. Or for the pondering.
As some of you have noticed, many of my paintings depict walking in solitude, though the lone human almost always has company, whether it be a dog, a horse or donkeys, or wild animals, some in spirit and some in absolute form. Because
The Road Home, by Wendy Dudley
my thoughts and images most often come to me while walking. As a writer, this is when I compose. As a painter, this is when I visualize. As a meditator, this is when I dream. I am never alone, for my thoughts and the Others, in whatever form, keep me company. If you like what you see, let me know. If you wish to share, please do so. If you have questions, please ask. Giving and receiving are mirror images. They are partners in The Dance of Sharing.