The Guest House Art
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24 x 24
Acrylic, fabric & canvas collage on 1.5" gallery wrap canvas; colors wrap around the sides.
While flipping though my journal, I came across this poem I love and it just felt right for this soft, inviting piece. 'The Guest House' (Rumi) is a reminder to accept all the experiences in life not as challenges but as opportunities and learn to cherish each and every moment. We must take the bad with the good and be grateful for it all.
Here’s the poem. I wish I taped it to the back, but at least you can read it and possibly it’ll be what connects someone to the piece!
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival.A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesAs an unexpected visitor.Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,who violently sweep your houseempty of its furniture,still treat each guest honorably.He may be clearing you outfor some new delight.The dark thought, the shame, the malice,meet them at the door laughing,and invite them in.Be grateful for whoever comes,because each has been sentas a guide from beyond.
About the Artist: Jennifer McHugh
I'm a California native and live in beautiful San Diego with my husband and two teenage kids. I spent most of my adult life teaching English to students both here and abroad. This fulfilled my love of teaching and travel, but creativity has always played an important role in my personal growth. At one point, my need for even more creativity led me to painting, and I've never looked back. Painting is my passion and I'm so happy I get to share it with you!
The things that are necessary for my overall contentment and well-being: traveling, exploring new places, meeting new people, creating, eating and cooking good food and spending time with friends and family. Then there are the little things that just make me giddy with happiness: that first sip of good strong coffee, anything handmade, the beach, freshly brewed sun tea, the color yellow, waking up in a new city, thrift store scores, a new magazine in my mailbox, long walks, a good cocktail...and paint on my hand.
