WOODY ALLEN’S MOVIE, MIDNIGHT IN PARIS…..

Monday, June 6, 2011

WOODY ALLEN’S MOVIE, MIDNIGHT IN PARIS…..

…was drawing me like bees to clover. I had to see it! So, yesterday (Sunday) being a perfectly delightful, sunny day, I headed off to Americana in Glendale. The movie would start at 2:55 so that meant I had time for a leisurely lunch at Amici where I could watch all the goings on in the square.

Everyone loves the trolley!

I knew time was pressing in so I ignored my favorite place…..BARNES & NOBLE

When I got to Pacific Theatre, I was told the movie was sold out but undaunted, I insisted on purchasing a ticket…. and off I walked to ‘theatre 13’ which was indeed completely sold out. As I scanned the theatre, I noticed a woman slouched over a seat in the middle of the perfect row and asked her if it was taken. “No” she replied and then safely ensconced, I sat with happy thoughts of my good fortune. What a great lesson there.

I’m not going to review the movie save to say I loved it and I will see it again. if you love Paris I suggest you run, don’t walk, to your nearest theatre.

Since I didn’t have the time to buy popcorn I was a tad hungry afterwards so off to ‘Crums Bake Shop’ for a cupcake and then to L.A. Creamery for some salted caramel ice cream. In other words, ‘this little piggy went to Americana and had a perfect day….singing oui, oui, oui all the way home’!

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Introduction

There is no avoiding the pull of the internet, the blogs, the YouTube imaginings. It's as if we're all 'On the Road' with Jack Kerouac each in our own world of meanderings. When we tell someone to 'get a life' it might be a bit difficult when you're dragged into other people's 24/7.

I've come to realize two foundational principals, there are no accidents and everyone has a purpose. More and more I'm desiring everyone to come into a full realization of their purpose as we all find our way on this little jewel of a planet.

For me, as a professional 'Western style artist', I stumbled into Chinese Brush Painting after a trip in 1980 to Monet's home/garden. Seeing all of his collection of Japanese woodblock prints was an ahh haa moment for me and when I returned to the States I started painting in the Chinese manner and never looked back. The first year was extremely painful for me as I felt that I should be able to master the technique since I was a 'trained' artist. Not a chance ... that just gets in your way.

Now, after teaching close to 3,000 students and having my book 'The Ch'i of the Brush' published by Watson Guptill, I can say that every one of my students does better their first day than I did my first year! Why? Because I insist that they leave their critical parent outside and just enjoy the journey, respecting the work that they do. I never let anyone throw anything away because that just ingrains frustration and defeat.

We really only begin to learn when we stop and figure out how to 'save' a painting. It works every time.I am so proud of my students, their receptivity and eagerness to express themselves is a continuing blessing for me.So, back to finding your purpose. Perhaps it starts with realizing 'it's not about me'. It so easy to want our needs met and to filter everything thru this attitude. When we realize that we're here to be of benefit to every life that we touch the universe really provides the ways and means.

The best part is that it's really exciting to not have yourself on your mind all the time!I'm re-reading a wonderful book about authenticity and in my next meandering I'll tell you about it. In the meantime I'd love to hear about your journey and am here to answer any and all questions about Chinese Brush Painting.