 Flowers had been the source of my discontentment for many, many years. Upon my refection of this delicate area of art, I had formed a distinct and unique prejudice towards it. I perceived it to be too feminine, and I my ego wanted part of it. I stayed away as long as I could to deny the feminine principles that are associated with flowers. I had particularly hated painting flowers. My male ego would not allow it. My ego dictates that I am not supposed to be caring, emotional, sensitive, nurturing, or romantic. This dogma was not thought to me by grandmother or Mother, but by my out world reality.
Therefore, every brush stroke was a laborious effort. It was the part of my self that I wanted to deny. The story of my life goes like this, all that I have rejected within myself; I had to learn to love and embrace. This shocking realization would come back to haunt me in various hideous way. This lesson was a vital one, as I had to let go of my deflationary ego. In letting go of the fractured ego, and what other thinks of me, I found redemption in my true reflection that catered to my own Creativity.
When I was aware of my own creative Spirit, I informed that my male ego and my parenting were incorrect. There is no male and no female in this realm. The misconception that many parents have is that they tell their male child is to deny his right to be able to show his emotions. That the child could not cry and he has to be strong. Biologically all male child were in its infancy are developed as female and later on the xy gene then kicks in and the male. The XY testrone production factory is open. Their brain begins to develop still was reluctant to embrace the revelation, as my ego was still in control, argued and debated with my Spirit until I was exhausted. I acquiesce, saying to myself “why am I fighting? Accept it; this is not the end of the world.” One of the greatest modern day painters of this subject of Flowers is Georgia O'Keefe. I reminded myself. She seduced anyone with her flowers, and in order for me to appreciate the truest nature of the subject, I had to remove my filter, and erase my prejudice. I then went back to my early Biology teaching, and look at the inner working have the flowering plants. It was there through the Botanical reference books that I was enlightened to the inner most beauty of a single rose. I used the rose as an example as it a flower that everyone knows. However, the leaves and the petals of the rose, is so exquisitely and magnificent that it embodies the female reproductive sexual organ. In addition, the male reproduction organ not noticeable upon first inspection of this flower of each rose. Within the rose. Oh, I know, I know, I know, but this is true.
The rose is just the beginning; the delicacy and the sexuality that resides within each flower are so breathe takingly intoxicating. They all appeal to our senses, through color and aroma, to lift and lighten our spirits, reminding us that nature beauty and we are just as beautiful deep within our souls. Look at the selection of flowers that I have chosen to demonstrate my observation, and I am sure you will agree that they are regal and awesome in their unrivaled beauty. Welcome to my world of flowers.
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