Yes, motherhood is an art. It reminds me of those old Chinese paintings and their careful attention to balance. One must attempt to balance out the Yang (the large foreboding mountains) with the Yin (the gentle trickling stream). Yup, I’m familiar with that – balancing out the Yang (the screaming banshee mom) with the Yin (the sobbing quietly to herself in the corner mom).
One must also pay attention to all elements with the design – to fire, earth, water, metal, and wood. A fine balance indeed – the fiery pot on the stove with tonight’s burned dinner, muddy earth being trampled through the house, the watery flood of the forgotten bath, the sharp metal of your new knife cutting through the furniture, and the woody branch heading for a sibling’s eye. I know aaaaall about the elements!
But is this motherhood really? Is motherhood not the art of giving up the balance occasionally? Is it not sitting on the kitchen floor in the midst of the chaos to hold a small child as they ride out their tantrum?
And is it not, sometimes, in our least balanced moments that a picture starts to emerge? And is it any less beautiful because it got colored in with a pink marker pen? Perhaps it’s time for the Old Masters of Chinese Art to accept a touch of Postmodernism.
Food for thought: Are you the artist, the artwork, or both?
One must also pay attention to all elements with the design – to fire, earth, water, metal, and wood. A fine balance indeed – the fiery pot on the stove with tonight’s burned dinner, muddy earth being trampled through the house, the watery flood of the forgotten bath, the sharp metal of your new knife cutting through the furniture, and the woody branch heading for a sibling’s eye. I know aaaaall about the elements!
But is this motherhood really? Is motherhood not the art of giving up the balance occasionally? Is it not sitting on the kitchen floor in the midst of the chaos to hold a small child as they ride out their tantrum?
And is it not, sometimes, in our least balanced moments that a picture starts to emerge? And is it any less beautiful because it got colored in with a pink marker pen? Perhaps it’s time for the Old Masters of Chinese Art to accept a touch of Postmodernism.
Food for thought: Are you the artist, the artwork, or both?