Thursday, April 9, 2009

Easter Angels. Broken.

"When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle. Then I realised God doesn’t work that way, so I stole one and prayed for forgiveness" EMO PHILLIPS

Have you ever noticed how relationships are like glass?

When fractured or broken, do you leave a relationship that way or risk hurting yourself in putting them back together?

This is complicated stuff that never concerned us when you and I were little kids; when skinned knees were easier to fix than broken hearts.

Today, TSB is focused on the painting at the top of this post.

Graffiti Angel. Broken.

The piece is a product of Banksy. He is a famous British graffiti master.

He is the kind of guy who was once quoted as saying "Think outside the box, collapse the box, and take a fucking sharp knife to it". Asked about his technique, Banksy explains, “I use whatever it takes. Sometimes that just means drawing a moustache on a girl's face on some billboard". His utter disregard for the conventional has him involved in a number of incidents including walking into the Louvre in Paris and hanging a portrait resembling the Mona Lisa but with a yellow smiley face.

The thing I hate the most about advertising is that it attracts all the bright, creative and ambitious young people, leaving us mainly with the slow and self-obsessed to become our artists. Modern art is a disaster area. Never in the field of human history has so much been used by so many to say so little.

Banksy has an edge. But if you study the painting above, he also has a heart.

Interpret what you want, but while heartache can be numbed by the old black rum, great works of art are like a shot glass for the soul; transcending pain for peace. Have you ever wondered what it is about the work of great artists, poets or musicians that can drill into the oil of our emotions, causing us to gush with feelings never otherwise expressed?

Study the painting again.

Take a good thirty seconds.

Allow yourself to see your own reflection and other angels encountered along the way.

Has Banksy captured a part of you that aches for a healing far too painful to attempt, lest the other person know the size of the hole in your world? Is there a darkness you constantly walk through in daylight and fall into at night?

Thankfully, there are artists among us that find a way to celebrate sorrow, yet somehow lift wuthering spirits to new heights.

We are all broken in some way.

Few knew it better than Ray.

Ray Charles was blinded at six, orphaned at fifteen before overcoming tragedy and poverty to achieve respect, fame and wealth. Although hugely successful in his professional life, Ray never hit the jackpot in a complicated private life marked by two divorces, and fathering twelve children with nine different women. Much of his music is thought to be a reflection of those broken shards of relationship glass.

Shortly before he died, Ray gathered his kids at a 2004 Christmas dinner, handing each of them a one million dollar check. One of his children recalled, "My dad talked about how they always wait until a person passes. He said, 'Why do that? I'll give it to you now so you can build on that now.' It wasn't publicized because he was a very private man."

Hopes and hearts are fragile.

Relationships and angels easily shattered.

Yet the artist demonstrates how pain converts into joy and darkness converts into light."

As the Easter weekend approaches, do you need to be more protective of angels that surround you? Is it possible you could let a broken one - the one you can't stop loving - know yet again, he or she is not alone? Perhaps now is a good as time as any to send distant angels a message; letting them know how high they were meant to fly.

Easter says truth can be buried in a grave, but it won't stay. Easter provides us yet another opportunity to rise again.

The only promise you and I can make this weekend is that we'll try our best to reach out to our angels with whatever means we have.

Does that sound fair?

"There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou - Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed"

p.s... Inspired by Ray, a couple of Dutch brothers - angels broken many times over - found a way to use their music help millions seeking "Balance".

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