Sunday, August 30, 2009

Life Imitates Art II - The Journey

Partner in Crafty Crime
Elizabeth Shippen Green

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great eye for the extra ordinary.
Interesting that you twice spotted scenes in your life (with almost no set up) that capture the stillness that Elizabeth Shippen Green painted nearly a century before. (I love her work, too.)
I am being called by your influence to "see" and not miss moments in my life that are fleeting but lasting, especially amidst the bustle. My prayer-Lord, help me to recreate, to participate in Your beauty all around.
Jodi, sounds weird, but you're giving me subtle permission to relate to the world humanly, artistically, instead of mechanically, and heaven knows I'm miserable when I don't.
Thanks!!
Joan Drennen

Jodi said...

Thanks, Joan. The older I get, the more I realize that no matter how painful life can be sometimes, that there is beauty to be found and much to be grateful for in the ordinary moments of the day. God is always speaking and my prayer is to always be listening.

imchosen4worship said...

The difference between the two that speaks to me is the plastic water bottle and the "whiz" of greenery in Partner in Crafty Crime's window. Could I endure a slower train ride that would allow me to see the countryside? How would I survive without a plastic bottle filled with "spring" water? And never mind wearing a dress ...

Jodi said...

Haha, awesome, imchosen4worship! Also, I should point out the fact that the one in the dress is actually a boy. Those were the days...However, there were some slower moments on the train where we saw incredible scenery. More on that in the future post!

imchosen4worship said...

Hmm ... now that you mention it, he does have a boyish head of curly locks. Guess I couldn't get past the "dress." Now I'm curious. Since it is obviously not a dress - what kind of clothing is it?

Jodi said...

According to the book 'American Costume 1840-1920' by Estelle Ansley Worrell, it is a dress. "Very little boys wore dresses of muslin or linen, somewhat plainer than those of little girls until he graduated to knee-length breeches."

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