New Window Display at The Gallery at Redlands

The life of man is a self-evolving circle, which, from a ring imperceptibly small, rushes on all sides outwards to new and larger circles, and that without end. The extent to which this generation of circles, wheel without wheel, will go, depends on the force of truth of the individual soul. For it is the inert effort of each thought, having formed itself into a circular wave of circumstance,--as, for instance, an empire, rules of an art, a local usage, a religious rite,--to heap itself on that ridge, and to solidify and hem in the life. But if the soul is quick and strong, it bursts over that boundary on all sides, and expands another orbit on the great deep, which also runs up into a high wave, with attempts again to stop and to bind. But the heart refuses to be imprisoned; in its first and narrowest pulses, it already tends outward with a vast force, and to immense and innumerable expansions.

Every ultimate fact is only the first of a new series.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Circles"

Finally, I return to The Gallery at Redlands for a weekend of study and work. We have our monthly Art Walk on Saturday, and I will be happily painting on the premises of Wells Creek Crossing from 10:00-3:00. Last weekend I was privileged to participate in the 49th annual Edom Art Festival. I am still glowing from that experience, and am itching to start my next piece of art. I still have plenty of college grading to complete, but anticipate that I will wrap that up tomorrow, and, to use Emerson's words, will push out a new circle of creativity on Saturday when I paint during Art Walk.

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