Thursday, January 7, 2010

You've Got A Friend in Me......

While mucking about in the studio today....a song on one of my favourite cd's started playing.  Randy Newman, better known for his Disney-Pixar films; Toy's Story, A Bug's Life, Monsters, started singing "You've Got a Friend in Me"....and that started me thinking about friends and what friends mean to me. I had started an assemblage earlier in the week about "friends" without knowing what I was going to end up with......but I was inspired to finish it yesterday. Most of the art I create is not done in one day.....several pieces could sit for days before inspiration completes them.  I call these pieces "starts" not "unfinished objects" or "UFO's" as some would claim....they are "starts" because I start them and it could be some time before they are finished.  UFO's holds a negative connotation....that's why they are UFO's ...they will never get finished.  " Starts" cry for completion always.


So back to this pondering of "friends"...... Friendship, to me, ebbs and flows similar to that of a river perhaps; the serene cool water as it winds its way around a tree, a slow shallow trickle over a smoothed stone or the rush and strength of a loud waterfall as it pounds mercifully into a pool below. Friendship merges the growth of two individuals into a sharing that is mutually rewarding. It's the sharing of laughter and tears, the lending of a reassured hand, the strength of wise words, a simple hug just because.



Sometimes a friend is simply one who comes into our life for a short time. They are not meant to stay long........just long enough to provide us with perhaps a smile or a kind word as we are rushing about our day.

 
Other occasions we may find a friend that stays a bit longer.....someone with whom we share common interests.....a painting buddie, another dog walker, a prolific journaller, a square dance partner, a co-worker.



There there are those friends that are meant to stay around the longest. They are the friends that see us through the ups and downs in our life. They are the ones that see the tears and the laughter. They are the friends we can count on to always be there for us....whether it's the late night hospital visit, the quick phone call checking that we're safe, the quiet walk in the park together, the knock on the door for a long overdue visit or the unspoken thought shared but appreciated.



We have many friends that come and go throughout our life. Whether a friend stays a short time or whether a friend stays a lifetime, a friend will give us what we need at the moment. A friend will weave their goodness into our hearts, a friend will hug their way through our struggles, a friend can thrill us with the rush of excitement. Friendship is like the ebb and flow of a river. ...yes.... as Randy Newman sings.....You've Got a Friend in Me!!!

3 comments:

  1. We need to be our own best friend too! Sometimes we forget to be that. Very nice post. I like your collage for friendship.

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  2. Hey Maer, I haven't heard this song in ages. It brightened my day today. Thanks! I'm glad I have a friend in you.

    You are really inspired to create. I envy you, I seemed stuck right now...I think it is those SAD days of winter. You would think when I have more time in the winter that I would be able to create more, but I find I am inspired more in the summer months and the dark, cold days of winter all I want to do is snuggle in a blanket, watch TV and nap.

    Keep on creating Maer. You are doing a marvellous job.

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  3. Hey Maer, I haven't heard this song in ages. It brightened my day today. Thanks! I'm glad I have a friend in you.

    You are really inspired to create. I envy you, I seemed stuck right now...I think it is those SAD days of winter. You would think when I have more time in the winter that I would be able to create more, but I find I am inspired more in the summer months and the dark, cold days of winter all I want to do is snuggle in a blanket, watch TV and nap.

    Keep on creating Maer. You are doing a marvellous job.

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