This is a 8″x24″ mixed media painting on paper covered canvas. The sides are 1.5″ deep and are painted black.
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Monday morning, Imogen woke with a broken heart. You know, when you wake and there is a single moment when you don’t remember your heart has been broken and then in an instant, you remember. Heart ache. This is how it was for poor dear Imogen, and of course for me too because I feel everything that she feels. Ah, me.
Sunday was her last show of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. I let her sleep with me because she was so distraught about it all being over. The people she met made such a huge impact on her. They treated her with such respect and love. It was truly a magical experience. I remember when I was 12 I had a small part in The Miracle Worker. It was put on by a professional theatre company in Victoria at the time. I had my costume made from drawings, just like Imogen did. It was very exciting and a wonderful experience. When I was considering the amount of school that Imogen was going to miss and the amount of work it was going to mean for all of us, I only had to think back to that time. I remembered it with such fondness, truly one of my best childhood memories.
So, anyway, I was watching her as she opened her eyes that morning. She looked at me for half a second before the pain of her broken heart crossed before her eyes. The thing about a broken heart is that it does get better. Time does heal. I know that her heart is bigger now and her memories are full and rich. I know that she will carry this experience with her for the rest of her life. Her love and understanding of Shakespeare has been awakened, she could recite the entire play for you if you asked.
And you know, it has made me kind of realize something. Something that I kind of forgot. Life IS your experiences, your experiences become you memories. I have vowed to create more experiences. The great thing about theatre and live music is it forces you to be present and, if you are like me and have trouble being present that is really special.
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum LP
“Someday you’re gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You’ll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing…”
― Elizabeth Gilbert
A life-long blessing for children is to fill them with warm memories of times together. Happy memories become treasures in the heart to pull out on the tough days of adulthood.
Charlotte Davis Kasl
May 5, 2012 | Categories: Art with Children, bright colours, collage, crying, etsy, flowers, illustration, life, Maria Pace-Wynters, mixed media, original art, paintings, Uncategorized | Tags: A midsummer night's dream, blossoms, broken heart, heart ache, memories, Shakespeare, spring, theatre | 2 Comments