Me & Picasso: The Blue Period
I wrote a short blog post on my prayer blog the other day titled “Kind, Helpful, Beautiful” where I talked about a new set of attitudes I am trying on for size. Whenever I am tempted to react to a situation from a place that is filled with hurt, spite or ugliness, I ask myself these three questions:
“Is what I am about to say Kind? Will it be Helpful? Is it Beautiful?”
And while I have been meditating on those words — Kind, Helpful, and Beautiful — in my spiritual life, I have also been working to reconnect to my lost love: Creativity.
I haven’t made a darn thing over three months. My sewing machine is put away. My creative juices have dried up and blown away. Sadness has spilled into my quilting life and my multi-colored, batik-driven, ooo-let-me-get-a-blade-on-that kind of joy and love have vanished into thin air.
And it feels like nothing short of a miracle will bring it back.
This last weekend, while I was visiting my son Mason in Spokane (that’s the walkway to his apartment above), I poured my uncreative, dried-up heart out to him. I told him I haven’t made a thing since hearing the “I don’t love you anymore” words.
Mason is always ready with an answer. He is an adventurous sort and can-do kind of man. He is filled with a deep and joyful love, a sardonic glee and a serious dabbling knowledge of all things, everywhere (he loves to watch Jeopardy!).
Mason listened to my sorrow, shrugged and said, “Picasso had a Blue Period. Why don’t you just make blue quilts for a while?”
So I looked it up on Wiki:
The Blue Period (Spanish: Periodo Azul) of Picasso is the period between 1901 and 1904, when he painted essentially monochromatic paintings in shades of blue and blue-green, only occasionally warmed by other colors.
What’s not to love about blue and green, especially in early spring!? So, I have called Stosh, my number one son, and asked him to help me move my sewing table into my new sewing room tomorrow. I am going to spend the rest of my week painting the walls a soft sunshine yellow, collecting all my blues and greens into one place and shopping for a few more batik blues and greens. Linda? Bobbi? I’m coming to see you!