Friday, 23 January 2009

Believing is Seeing

Some years ago, my father lost his sight. He is a doctor by profession and was a painter by choice. He chose to paint in order to impress my mother who is an artist by profession. Or so the story goes. I think he was painting long before he picked up the paintbrush.
Today he played his first game of bridge in 40 years, and for the first time without sight. His courage and insouciance in the face of challenge are a daily gift to those who encounter him. He no longer needs the paintbrush; this is the artistry of life.

7 comments:

Muznah Umar said...

wow... *prayers for your parents*

who painted that?

Shaista Tayabali said...

This painting is part of a series called 'The Card Players', by Paul Cezanne during his Impressionist period, 1890-1892.
Thankyou for the good wishes, I shall pass them on to my parents.

willow said...

What lovely words about the courage of your father. Blessings to him.

And thank you for your kind, kind words. You completely made my day.

Cezanne is one of my favorites, by the way.

José said...

Hi Shaista,

Beautiful words that give sense to life.

Kind regards,

José

Jo said...

You have a beautiful blog, beautifully written.

jeannette stgermain said...

I feel kindred spirits with you, since i do art (painting) and dabble in poetry (mainly to explain the process oremotions evoked by the painting. visit me sometime - I have posted several of my newer paintings.
cheers, jeannette
PS I love Cezanne and other imprssionists

Renee said...

The painting is beautiful Shaista.

I see that you get much courage and strength from your family. As that should be.

xoxo

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