Paintings by Dianne Mize

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Sunday, January 30, 2011

Why Not Celebrate

Yesterday, for the first time since just before Thanksgiving, I woke up ready to paint.  And just as I had done every day before Howard became ill, I got my coffee, went straight to the studio and touched brush to canvas.  It didn't make any difference what the subject would be, I just wanted to paint.  And so I opened my file of photos I shot from my kitchen window during our last snowstorm and found this male cardinal at the foot of the bird feeder.  
"Why Not Celebrate"    Oil on Canvas   11" x 14"
This morning listening to Krista Tippett's "On Being,"  I heard a quote but didn't catch its author:  "Wherever you go, there you are."  Today, with the title of this painting, I add this:  Why not celebrate.

Enjoy your Sunday.
(Later:  The "Wherever you go..." quote is from the title of a book by Jon Kabat-Zinn available from Amazon HERE)

Friday, January 28, 2011


Today is January 28, the date that my Howard took flight from this earth one year ago.  Folks around here have been watching me like a hawk, so let's put all fears and reluctancies to rest:

Today I am thinking how blessed I am to have been given nearly thirty years with such a brilliant, vibrant and loving human being, so my focus today is not on the parting; rather, the wholeness of being.  How many people on this earth can say that their chosen mate made them more of who they are!

Together, we defied the odds right and left.  We ignored the "common wisdom" of a culture that wagged its finger in our faces and we replaced the "common" with the uniqueness of living our own reality, being convinced that our reality is all we have, that if we humans fake our way through life by trying to be what is acceptable, by sculpting our attitudes and choices to fit into somebody else's idea of how it should be, we become less than who we are, we become small and unhappy.

Our applause was spontaneous.  We each became so certain of our inner selves that we could respond without checking to see if that response was acceptable, whether within our bond or with the outer world.  This inner certainty was our gift to each other, resulting from a mutual, abiding and unqualified love and acceptance one to the other.

And so on this day, the first anniversary of Howard's physical departure which we call death, I am grateful for the creation of this especial human, a most extraordinary being, whose was given the name Howard Gordon Hanson and I am filled with thankful appreciation to have shared that life.

Make this a special day.