Tuesday, October 28, 2014

She was Vehement

Original art created just for this blog.
Art by Judith Parsons Art 2014
She was vehement 

She grew up in an impassioned home
Anger lightning bolts the weapon
Her mother would run her hands along the weapon

Lightning bolts leaning against the wall 
The passionate electricity 
Waiting to be used

The long elegant lightning bolts
Were used often
She didn’t know 
They were preparing her for now

The energy of intense electricity
Filled her being
Her spine became metal

She was young and zealous
She wanted to take over the world
That was then

Now, she opens the conduit to her soul
She focuses the stream of energy
Into a welding beam of light and love

You MUST protect your eyes
From this gloriously divine 
Transcendent Vehement Welding Melding Love


Monday, October 27, 2014

X Partnership

Original art created by Judith Parsons Art 2014 
The "X" symbol is the symbol for partnership.


I smiled when I discovered that.


According to Ralph Blum: "True partnership comes with whole beings who retain their separateness. Letting the heavens of wind dance between you."


There is another union with the Divine which is even greater. I am perfecting that union everyday reading the Bible and finding the words which speak to me.

Love yourself HOLY first, then find your perfect partnership.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Tree of Life

Tree of Life.

Earth is the cube. Heaven the circle. 

The tree of Life connects the two.

The roots grow into the center of earth
Arms reach toward the heavens
Swaying and swirling dancing with the breeze.

Branches give the feathered messengers a place to rest. 
A place to nest.

Art reflects life. Life reflects art.

We are pulled inward. 



Sacred geometry created Mr. Time.

Mr. Time planted the seed of the Tree of Life.


(Original Poetry and Art-created by Judith Parsons Art 2014)

Saturday, October 25, 2014

River Goddess

Composition created by Judith Parsons Art 2014
Image from Goggle 

It is a process. Becoming the you- you have always wanted to be. I have 2 more years here in San Francisco- becoming the artist- becoming the art- that I have always wanted to be. 

I have to thank my daughter- Margaret, who is the deepest- most incredible artist. She said ages ago; “Treat your body like art.” That was a big life moment.

The other changing moment- is below…I love everything about the river. I love the way it changes and flows and curves…I met a woman who lived beside a river, I didn’t know how to become the river. I do now!
Thank you Anita, for having patience. You have taught me much.


Finding the highest me…Finding the highest witness of me.

I have come leaps and bounds
I have grown 50 life times in THIS year

I have learned a great deal from my Reiki priestess.

She taught me to slow my river.

Years ago- I let the river take me
Years ago- I let the rapid river of life slam me 

I have learned how to stand in the river
I see the rains coming from afar
I see the river rising

I can choose now

To stay
To stand
To control the flow around me

It took many many moons
To let the highest woman of my soul
Come forward

She stands upon the water
Her gown graceful
Her movements controlled

SHE doesn’t let anyone “TAKE” her now.
She is stronger, better, smarter.
She is learning that everything is LEARNING

Finding her rhythm
In the river of Life
Learning the sounds of the flow
Learning the swirls 

Shedding everything
Shedding nothing

Whole.

Becoming the reflected light of the river
Becoming the shimmering silver movement

Become one with all…

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Adopt Art

Yesterday was a disappointing day. As I LOST some art work that was in storage. My son brought the key to me in Savannah before I came to San Francisco. I thought it would be there when I returned. 

I keep gulping because it saddens me so. 

I am writing it out- and this is the last you will hear of it. Art should never ever be trashed. Art for me, is akin to a puppy or kitten. As an artist we want it to go to a home that will love it. We want our art to be in a loving environment that will touch it and smile.

We want our art to be appreciated and loved. Adopted to a good home. 

I learned my art- that was in storage was sold to the storage place, given away, or even trashed. (gulping- clearing throat over and over) It is gone.

I will tell you about birth of 2 pieces of art. The bronze drum ring and the glass wings were born in the year 2000. I created the art while attending San Jose State University.  I was taking a foundry course and wanted to make a huge drum ring that eventually I would add leather or glass to it.

I got a large aluminum round tub basin and took large strips of wax which where 8 inches wide by 18 inches long and got into the hot tub to slowly bend the wax around the basin. We lived in military housing in Monterey, CA. The back of the house was against the woods so not too many people witnessed my making of the art. It was sunny and bright that day. I had on my one piece bathing suit. And I remember laughing and having fun with the wax and the basin, both submerged. I even remember my husband, (now ex) laughing and enjoying helping me. (sighing) 

The glass wings were heavy and large. Mary White was the glass professor and she was kind enough to allow me to cut up huge sheets of clear glass to make the wings. I made the mold off of goose wings. In Monterey, the geese fly in very low over the highway and they are killed. It is a sad horrible thing to see. I was taught by a lovely friend the ways of the Native American. That any animal should be given a proper burial. I also felt God was “gifting me” these beautiful animals to use in my art. 

Professor Welsh was nice enough to help me make a huge mold off of my bird wings. It was a lengthy process but well worth it. She was a enthusiastic wonderful instructor who was happy to help a novice. Then Mary White helped me figure out how to make the wings in glass. She was so concerned with the annealing process that she demanded we leave the wings in the kiln all summer to cool off!

I lost my external hard drive and my old lap top that might have had the photo file images is also dead. So. I guess that means it is time to move forward.

I leave you with a new image created in photoshop. I used a file from the Adobe people. It is not mine, the octagon colorful shape- I added it to a photo I had taken of my daughter Margaret, 4 years ago. 

I thought I had energy to go weld. I do not. I have been looking through old thumb drives, hopeful to find an image of old work. Though, I guess it would be akin to looking at photos of an old love, or a puppy that has long since died. What is the point?
Awe, that is EXACTLY the point, there never has been anything pointed or sharp about me.
(sighing) No points, all curves.

Have a blessed day!

Please, go purchase a piece of art from a artist friend, go and check out their storage- filled with art they think is not perfect enough yet…They will probably give you a great deal.

Love you all!


Monday, October 20, 2014

Perfect Noble Clouds

Photograph & image by Judith Parsons 2014
I took this photograph while waiting upon my bus to take me to class, this morning. I looked up at the clouds and immediately thought: “Wow- God just photoshopped the perfect clouds!”

It is rare to see clouds in San Francisco. It is even more rare to get rain. I love the photo, the way the eye is drawn into the vanishing point. The road and buildings aid in guiding the eye “Into” the art. The clouds are cotton candy (candy floss) magic that eventually produced liquid magic. 

I wish I had been outside when
it rained 
in San Francisco today.

I let that statement have its space. It is an important sentence, as it never ever “rains” here. Okay. In the past year that I have lived here, it has misted and sprinkled. However, it really hasn’t “rained”-- until today.

The view from the magnificent large windows was exquisite. For a moment I could have been in Louisiana or Florida even. The rain was coming down steadily and evenly. The wind gave it a slight tilt. It was a magnificent occurrence to behold! Maybe it wasn’t exactly a “miracle”…but it was darn close.

Expecting miracles is what life is ALL about. Professor Noble showed us the video about the tapestries that were created for the “Cathedral of our Lady of the Angels.” It was a labor of love for the artist John Nava. Ten years in the making and creating the modern day art of tapestries was a magnificent process to behold.

Sacred space
and
sacred places…

Art school and Professor Lawrence Noble  allow us to “be”. It is a glorious class to create and learn about my fellow artist friends. Thank you for letting me ramble on about sailboats and children.

I am learning so much about art and most importantly about myself. When we speak, the thoughts that are feathery ethereal gossamer nothings become concrete blocks upon which we can stand. The blocks we keep stacking upward…until we reach heaven.


Thank you Professor Lawrence Noble for making the rain today an enjoyable event!

Scalloped dreams

Images from google.
Composition by Judith Parsons 2014
The composition I created this morning was inspired by that scalloped wall. When I saw it I gasped and said to myself- “Judith you need to make a million little shells like this and create scalloped art.”

(smiling) I must give credit to Kelly Rodriguez, it came from her blog, I just stumbled upon it in google images. 

The person walking with pants rolled up could be my son, my nephew or any male friend. I love the sense of the photo. The horizon line combined with the reflections of the sunshine make it a DREAM photo.

Come sit beside me upon the sandy shore of my mind. And lets discuss dreams. You tell me your. I will tell you mine.

I would love to have a place at the beach. A school would be nice, to teach my friends art. I would love to see the satisfaction in their eyes when they accomplish creating something. I want to “Wooohooooo!” along beside them as they grin and smile at their art.

It would be nice to take care of women friends. I have so many women friends who are alone out there. I worry about them. I want them to grow stronger and better with time. I want them to give art a chance to make them stronger.

I can see a group of women with welding masks on. They are all centered around a huge project, all working on it. Then when they take their welding masks off- they are all white haired magnificent wild women!! (grinning) Isn’t that a marvelous sight to imagine?

I would love a place where we could cook and clean and BE there for one another. A place where family members and friends can come to make art.
I would love to show them all that I know.

We would have an outdoor shower, we would have bon fires on the beach and we would laugh and learn together. We would grow stronger and better everyday!

These are my dreams. Maybe they are yours as well.

Soaring beside you all! Loving life!! Loving you!!

(hugging you)