original art © OJD 2015
Happy Friday, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Wes Anderson!  Last night, DJ host Jake Rudh from The Current (the best radio station of all time) featured a segment of only songs from Wes Anderson movies.  It. Was. Glorious.  Also have to give credit to Mark Mothersbaugh, the composer who creates those iconic tinkly happy tunes that give Mr. Anderson's films their special zest.

Mr. Anderson looking dapper in a Parisian (?) apartment with an impressive stuffed animal collection (source)  

Its truly been The Season of Love for me lately, as a lot of my friends from around the world are getting engaged, planning weddings, and also contemplating getting's a lovely time.  The song "Le Temps De L'Amour" (translation: The Season of Love) by Francoise Hardy is one of my favorite love songs (it's from the movie Moonrise Kingdom, by the way) and I was thrilled to hear it last night during the Wes Anderson radio segment.  Not only did we play this song at our wedding last year, but we actually printed the lyrics in English for a little framed display thing and had tiny hand-outs of the lyrics for people to keep.  Clearly, this song speaks to me!  Take a listen, and then look at the lyrics -- it's a masterpiece.

 "Le Temps De L'Amour" by Francoise Hardy via YouTube

Translated lyrics to "Le Temps De L'Amour" by Francoise Hardy

This got me thinking, as artists, don't we go through a miniature Season of Love every single time we CREATE a new piece of art?  Ok, that's not to say that we don't also go through a Season of Hate when the art we create is horribly awful and we begrudgingly decide to start over.  During the artistic process, we're focused, we're hopeful, and we're actively engaged in the process of trying to make something beautiful or inspiring.  Sounds pretty romantic to me.

A critical component of art (and love) is patience in unpredictable times.  Maybe it's just my abstract process, but I would say that I create the most meaningful art when I practice artistic patience (similar to mindfulness, but a little different).  Every now and then I paint something by sheer accident and I love it, but most times my art requires methodical patience.  For example, when I'm painting something and start losing hope (but can't exactly figure out why), I find that these pieces turn out to be my best.  When I feel like my artistic confidence is depleted (but a voice is telling my to stick with it), I have to just step back from the canvas or put my piece aside for a moment, and hit 'refresh' in my mind.  Once I've moved onto something else, I can then go back to re-examine the piece with a new set of eyes.  At this point, the painting isn't saying "Uuugh, start over!  I'm hideous!" anymore, it's now saying "Nice to see you again.  Transform me into something lovely, please!". I think this artistic patience thing can apply to any craft, really...crocheting, sewing, sculpture, etc.

Understanding artistic patience is a completely new thing for me, because when I was used to get fed up with technical snarls at my previous jobs, I usually had to plow through them because I had a deadline, lurking boss, or both.  With art, if I'm feeling stuck, I can put the piece aside and go back to it later.  The urgency is still there, but not in the same way.  I LOVE that, because it allows me to CREATE whenever I feel inspired to, not when I'm required to by someone else's agenda.  There are certainly deadlines to meet in the art business, but they're typically driven by the autonomy of the artist.  So if you feel like applying to every art exhibition coast to coast, go ahead and apply!  You're in charge of your artistic enterprise; no one else.  Literally, no one do it.

 Back to Wes...

Above are my favorite photos from my friends' The Wes Anderson Collection book (I need to get a copy).  I adore all of Anjelica Huston's characters in Wes Anderson's films and how cute is Mordecai in that tiny helmet? 

Cheers to having patience for the art we CREATE and the people we love :)

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