I keep working on the series of paintings showing the artist experiences with spiritual stories.  This one is one of my favorites too.  So many times I looked at life without realizing that “Life is a continues rhythm” as Paramahamsa Nithyananda puts it.  It does not stop, and we often do not have the intelligence to see what it is going to unfold so trusting Life, trusting that I am loved, and you are loved, is our only way through ups and downs of life Who know what “Down”: can bring a real “Up” after all.
I felt I wanted to show the continues flow of life through some connection to dancers and dancing. Dancing is another deep love of mine. When I was a kid, I used to come from school and dance for at least an hour by myself. No one was home, no one was watching and could just be lost in my own world.  When I danced, I always imagined some beautiful;l and often far away places and the lightness I felt in my whole being, was incredible.  I guess as my friend put it, this piece is very Degas-ish since he was such a poet for dancers.

So here is the story:
There lived an old man with his son who had a horse farm. One day a son took the horses to the mountains so they can run and one horse ran away.
“Bad luck”, said the villages. “We shall see,” said the old man.
The horse that ran away came back the next day, and it brought a beautiful young stallion with it. Everyone in the village was excited.
“What good luck!”, they exclaimed. “We shall see,” said the old man.
The next day, his son took the new horse for a ride. Since the horse was not used to humans, it threw the young man off the horse, and he broke his leg.
“Oh, what bad luck!” said the villages. “We shall see,” said the old man.
In a week soldiers came to the village to recruit all young man to the army because the king was planning a war. They took all the young men except the old man’s son.
“Oh, what good luck!” said the villages.
“We shall see,” said the old man…….

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