Happy 50th Anniversary on this beautiful Earth Day!
She has been around so much longer than any living thing, and I am so happy to be celebrating with cleaner skies, this year. I am paying tribute to our amazing Mother Earth with this painting.
A mother cradles her children in her arms. Calm. Quiet. She grows. Flourishing green. She gives them flowers. Fresh air. They breathe with her. They try to love her in the way she has always loved them.
The original concept sketch came to me about a year and a half ago. I sat down to paint her this March but something held me back, so I waited. The painting was supposed to be of a woman holding only flowers. The idea for adding our blue planet and morphing her into Mother Earth came to me last week. I’m so happy with the result.
I have mini prints and 11″ by 14″ art prints available here, in my little store.
If you have been paying attention to the news, you have probably come across images and video of the clearing of smog and pollution in cities around the world because of the pandemic shutdown. It is astounding! I think that humanity needed a pause, and this pandemic, although horrible in many ways, is illuminating so many problems that were shoved in the back of our closets.
We already knew that we had pollution issues, but people were too worried about making green instead of preserving the green that ultimately preserves us. (Funny how Mother Earth’s trees also create that green money in our hands…) Instead of finding LARGE effective solutions, we decided to twiddle our thumbs and just live life and hope for the best. Companies and people aren’t quick to find solutions unless they can make money. Maybe if they get a swift kick in the behind they will react. I think that this pandemic is a wake up call. I hope it is.
I hope that a lot changes. (especially commuting…I am so tired of traffic, car accidents, and crumbling roads) A great deal of us live lavish lives and we don’t make any effort to understand the destructive footprints that we leave behind while walking through our daily routines. We become machines who work for machines, for a system that is failing us and failing the planet. We can do better.
But I have a sinking feeling that nothing will change. People are antsy to return to work for a paycheck (understandable), and this short pause that the whole world is taking is causing a lot of grief. Big unnecessary buildings weren’t created so that we could sit in our kitchens and work from home. That would be too reasonable. People don’t like change. Companies hate change. This reality is devastating.
Our one and only planet (and we have only one, people…we aren’t going to farm on Mars anytime soon) is trying to give us a look into another way of life. Steps in the right direction, though I prefer leaps, would be a wonderful turnaround from our toxic ways of living. But I think we are too far in, and we are too selfish to care.
I dream of a world where we walk hand in hand with nature, and we take care of her, the way we are supposed to. This doesn’t mean we have to live in the woods or in tiny houses. But I don’t think it’s unreasonable to collaborate with nature as much as “other companies”.
How can you do better? Will you?