Devotion:
We discussed rejection at April’s artist gathering. Rejection is a part of life and of course a big part of being an artist. It is rejection that causes many artists to become untrue to themselves and their work in hopes of becoming pleasing to people. It is fear of rejection that separates people from their talent. Yet rejection can also drive artists to improve their craft or to try new mediums which better suit their gifts. In the end rejection is what we make of it.
How have you dealt with rejection in the past?
What’s happening this month:
This month our choir started its new work for Memorial Day.
One of our artists has been invited to lead worship for a Royal Ranger event in our network.
Clayton Phelps was asked top play at two art shows this month and just interviewed with a local radio station about his new album.
Garrick Brewer one of our teen writers and preachers qualified for the National Fine Arts Festival in Orlando Florida
Our featured artist this month is Charlotte Dorais. Charlotte is a wonderful artist in paint. Recently she has returned to an old love… poetry. Here is some of her recent work:
The Walk
Charlotte Dorais
The church steeple protrudes up a missile ready for launch
Radiant white against the grey early morning sky
The predawn sky glows orange over the downtown lights
Sporadic traffic, delivery trucks commuters pass by
Soon I will be one but now my feet transport me
The swish of cars passing barely audible over Jim Croce’s Greatest Hits
The music a metronome paces my steps
Solid comfort flows from each foot as it strikes the ground
The music and scenery collides my thoughts muddled
A goose taking off from the river draws my attention outward
My labored breathing witnesses the challenge the hill gives
Rounding the corner Central Street stretches quiet before me
Fresh brewed coffee entices me to stop yet I press on
I speak a breathless greeting to the woman as I pass by her outside the diner
Through the open door I view the pre-customer ritual taking place
Sugar bowls filled, clean ashtrays set out
The mail box sentries guard the front of the Post Office
My reflection moves with me as I pass blank windowed store fronts
Crossing I watch a lone dog, his look determines I am of no interest
Diner customers are entering into their morning routine
The coffee shops activity increased with the sun rise
Down hill my step quickening the sky alive with movement
Geese swimming upstream break the reflection of the golden clouds
traffic’s increase impedes my cross back home
My walk over I enter the house to complete my morning ritual looking forward to tomorrow.
Creator
Charlotte Dorais
Tanka 5/7/5/7/7
God’s love is mighty
Awesome powerful potent
Unfathomable
Taught by example practice
Received by invitation