“Healing” Paintings by Carolyn Hope Clark
I have a burn mark on my forearm from a flash encounter with my hot tap. You know, the thingamagigy next to the faucet that has boiling water at- the-ready? Terrific luxury appliance, most of the time. It’s funny how long things take to heal. I’ve had it there so long I can’t even remember if I did it this month or last.
A little skin abrasion is simply my way of introducing the much heavier subject of the loss of a loved one. Last week, a dear friend in Nashville, Lisa was taken suddenly from our community and it hurts “like a mother” (as we say in the South). It really sucks. I’m praying for healing for all of those who knew and loved her, especially her wonderful husband and children. I thought it appropriate to post Carolyn Hope Clark’s fantastic work as it too is inspired by healing. You can read her personal story here. Also, please read Lisa’s memorial and be inspired by her timeless spirit. Peace.
Note: As I was writing this, I looked out from my window (I’m on vacation) and saw the most magnificent rainbow…first I’ve seen in years. Thanks Lisa.
Carolyn Hope Clark, artist
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That’s beautiful Deborah! Thank you dear friend.
my dearest carolyn,
this, the first of your public ART blog displaying powerful works — undulating bursts of color, revealing a multiplicity of depths and meaning, is a fine entree into the world of community ART! and yes, it both allows a window into your own paradoxical process from which the beholder may glimpse something of the intensity and gentleness of the healing experience; yet, it also invites us to enter our own personal journey, a holy unfolding, as we, too, are swept up into the great bursts of azure blues and sea greens, fire reds and Tibetan oranges! i know your artistic journey is one of both personal exploration and loving service! may it continue to give way to more unimaginable, unexpected joys!
with love & peace,
deborah rasa
My dearest Carolyn,
This, the first public ART blog displaying your powerful works — undulating bursts of color, revealing multiple depths of meaning, is a fine entree into the world of community ART! And yes, it both allows a window into your own process from which the beholder may glimpse something of the paradoxical intensity and gentleness of your healing experience; and yet, it invites us to enter our own personal journey, a holy unfolding, as we are swept up into the great bursts of azure blues and sea greens, fire reds and Tibetan oranges! I know your artistic journey is one of both personal exploration and loving service! May it continue to give way to more unimaginable, unexpected joys!
With love & peace,
Deborah Rasa
Will be passing through Sunday on my way to Asheville. Not able to stop though. Would love to meet you another time perhaps…
I’m touched by your work and it was an honor to have it to post. Blessings. Come to Nashville!
Betsy I am deeply moved by your choice to post my work as an example of how art can help sooth the soul and can be part of our healing process. I am sorry you have lost of your dear friend Lisa. She looked like an amazing women who was loved by many. Sometimes it can be so hard for us to make sense of it all particularly if it is sudden death. After the loss of my husband to suicide last year my paintings have served me well as a mediation to go deeper with my grief and find healing in the process.
Blessings and Love…<3
I’m in st barths. Equal heaven. Love to you
Betsy, Lisa’s obituary was beautiful. What a terrible way for her to die. I can only imagine how sad you are. Where are you vacationing? I’m at Canyon Ranch with friends. My idea of heaven. Judie
Such a tremendous loss, Betsy. Thanks for showing us these paintings, which are inexplicably yet powerfully calming.
Agreed
Blessings
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’ sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.
Beauty can’t fix things, but it can make us feel better. Thank you for this.