It’s that time of year… I know, I know, it’s busy and fun and stressful and fattening and expensive. So, everyone just take a deep breath. Close your eyes. Breathe again.
Dark nights and soft gray days. The longest nights, the shortest days. Now is the time to curl up with something or someone warm and think. And dream. And think. And be grateful.
I love December, in spite of (or maybe because of) the darkness and gray days. I think it is because my favorite art is colorful to the extreme (big fan of Fauvists) and the grayness of December is such a perfect backdrop to intense saturated colors. Contrast. I’m all about contrast. I like the almost painfully bright red of the cardinal against the browns and taupes of a naked winter tree. I like a courageous color explosion of a child’s painting against a concrete wall. I like bright lipstick on a pale face. I like a sunshine yellow hat in a sea of dark umbrellas.
Find your bright spot this month. But don’t forget to rest in the darks.