Showing posts with label There is no path. Show all posts
Showing posts with label There is no path. Show all posts

7 January 2008

there is no path

How does one choose a name for a blog, or even begin a blog, when it is a spontaneous action that has brought one to this screen?

Why did I start a blog? It is part of my life to record my journey. So far I have recorded very little. Emails to friends capture moments along the way. There is no continuity, no way of sharing the parts that can be more public. It is time to honour the promise I made in New Zealand one year ago, to write about my journey.

What is the journey? I am not sure. It came, in part, from wanting, all my life, to be a professional artist, then discovering when I got there, that on its own it was not enough.

Who?

J Kay de Lautour Scott http://www.kayscott-artist.com/
The website is long overdue to be updated. Paintings are waiting to evolve, swirling about in my mind. Clients are waiting for commissions. And so, instead of all the things on my "to do" list, I start a blog.

I am interested in the fact that I have changed the font for my name. I like a cursive script. The font I have chosen looks a lot like my "best printing" when I tried to do my best. Back then it was to please others. This time, the task is harder. This time it must please me.

My current favourite quote - discovered yesterday - is

Travellers, there is no path, paths are made by walking. Antonio Machado.

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My other favourite quotes include the butterflies.

I think they should be in colours too.


Just living is not enough,

said the Butterfly.

One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

Hans Christian Anderson (1805-1875)

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How does one become a butterfly?

she asked pensively.

You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.

Trina Paulus, Hope for the Flowers

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I've done it! (she said confidently, having changed the word from "hopefully"). I've written my first blog!