Seeing life through making a planter.

byKrisnaUtari

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6 years ago

Having a break from making some succulent planters, enjoying a cup of coffee for a while. I saw my Cleopatra's cat picture in my mobile gallery with a quote from Swami Vivekananda. My mind was surfing across a collection of data of life in my brain.

It leads me to write today.

Paints were splashed in some places, into my legs, my cloth, may be even on my face. When I looked around and at myself, aah...what a mess. Fortunately, I'm alone. Nobody sees me like this.

I feel my back hurt a little. Have to move to a comfortable corner on the floor, to make myself feel better and ready to painting again, mix the cement, transferring idea in my mind through my little hands.

It looks like something is missing. It is not fair, even on a pile of the messy unfinished planters, paints, brushes, etc. Hey...they are planters for plants. There is no living thing such as plants around the messy pots.

Hmm, . Wait a minute, I think it is better to get one from the balcony.

Yes. I see a life now with many colors. Not bright but alive.

Sitting here, in a corner of my work place with almost empty cup of coffee, surfing across the collections of data of life through the planters. I think of life, just like making a planter by yourself. Idea, design it, preparation, tools, times, create it. Problem can happened many times, accidentally falling down, hurt yourself, turn into unwanted shape. So much effort but learn and try again, until we can make it, as long as we still have time to carry on.