I’ve given birth many times but I have no children.
I give birth to ideas.
During the right life experience, visual, physical, mental,and emotional sensations shoot through my mind touching all the right spots causing an orgasm of thought.
This union of myself and life experience spark creation and the seed of an idea is planted.
I begin to feel my idea growing inside the womb of my mind. I nourish it with information and love. I crave silence and chamomile tea. There are sleepless nights and occasionally I am irritable.
Then I give birth.
Pushing, Praying, Painting, Poems, Pottery, Photos
Whoosh
My idea is born.
This little creation will one day be my big idea. As it grows I must remember to have no expectations – I will simply guide it.
Although it is my idea, this creation still has a destiny, a journey, and a purpose all of its own.
I am a woman.
Through me life passes.
So it feels quite natural to birth ideas and give you all life.
I’ve given birth many times but I have no children.
Painting Information:
Hananian Harari (1912-2000)
The Beauty Parlor (1937)
Oil on canvas
via: http://collections.si.edu/search/
Photo courtesy of: T.R.
