I bought this painting at a street market in Prague… what seems like a million years ago now, in a life very different to where I am today. You can see the artists signature but sadly I don’t know who they are to give them credit and thank them.
I loved this from the moment that I laid eyes on it.
It means more to me today…. It is a great representation of how I see myself.
So many small parts make up my whole. Collected over my life, some gifts, some hidden gems, some that hurt, some that grew slowly, some that were stumbled upon. Arranged and connected like a jigsaw, mosaic or patchwork quilt.
The changing outside influences and events also colour and effect the inside. How we react to changes, to growth, to painful stimuli.
I find it is so beautiful because it is vulnerable and open. Lowering of the veils and masks we hide behind. Showing the seams and cracks…the beautiful collection of pieces.
Kintsukuroi is the japanese art of mending broken pottery with gold, highlighting the seams and the flaws. These breaks and repairs highlight the objects history, these golden seams make it more beautiful. It survived a tragic event and with help, has reformed into something else, yet essentially the same.
Some of my seams are gold, where care has been taken to mend them, to bind them. Others are rough, slapped together - with tape, glue , silicone (my husbands favourite fixative for home repair) or bad sewing – big uneven, untidy seams with mismatched tread, as parts are hastily sewn together. There are even some holes, waiting for new patchwork colours… New ideas…New experiences.
Its a constant kaleidoscope of changing parts and colours… that make up me.
As I grow
As I experience
As I change
As I find deeper parts of myself
This picture reminds me we are more than a sum of our parts and we can rearrange and recreate ourselves.
What makes up you?
Photo credit - Laura Arrowsmith-Hudson "pieces of me" 2014