There is a thought I hear quite often. It’s presented with such confidence that those who say it seem to think the matter settled. This is how it goes: humans are most human when they surrender to their appetites and abandon all to instinct. To resist one’s impulse is to deny one’s self. Remarkably, this sounds similar to the way we understand animals to be.
Rather than further this notion–that to be human we must be animals, I would like to present its opposite. Humans do not need to aspire to be animals, rather, animals should aspire to be more like humans, and what better way than to drink tea with clothes on?
I have created a series of paintings of animals drinking tea. The paintings themselves are done in tea and can be purchased from my etsy shop. Because the acids in tea tend to prematurely age paper, I sealed the drawing with a couple coats of varnish and painted on top of it in order to increase the painting’s archival qualities.
I would say that the color of tea is quite delicate and very pretty. However, it’s unruly. The tea doesn’t layer easily and doesn’t like to dry in the middle places. It tends to build up on the edges, which can be frustrating. Still, I enjoyed this experiment and the paintings are nice conversation pieces. If you should have one of those conversations, I would recommend that you have it over a nice cup of tea like a civilized human (and not over coffee like a savage).
“If you are cold, tea will warm you. If you are too heated, it will cool you. If you are depressed, it will cheer you. If you are excited, it will calm you.” ~Gladstone, 1865
“I’ve never had a cup of coffee in my life. I can’t even remain in the same room with coffee.” –Mark Helprin
This past weekend I had the privilege to meet a lot of young artists in West Virginia at an illustration event hosted by Story Warren. I took the opportunity to speak about the unity of Truth, Goodness, and Beauty and walked participants through an illustration for a forthcoming novel by Sam Smith (not to be confused with Sam Sith, a Star Wars villain).
Alissa and I also enjoyed hanging out with Sam and his wonderful family. They were kind to snap this photo of me and my pregnant wife (six-months!) against the backdrop of the West Virginia mountains. I, however, was not kind enough to stop talking while they took the photograph.
Here is an illustration I’m working on for upcoming Storywarren post.
Below is the watercolor.
Here are some links to previous Storywarren posts: Time for Timelessness, and Rebel Without a Qualm: The Counterculture of Gratitude, and Member of the Family.
Here’s the final:
And here’s a link to the post: storywarren
by Robert Louis Stevenson
The rain is falling all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
This poem (written for children) beautifully exhibits the impulse to treat children as humans with experiences that are universal to mankind. The rain described here seems to be a universal binder that unites a child in a park to the more romantic idea of ships at sea.
I think this short poem displays simplicity without stumbling into triviality. It’s a good benchmark.