A little abstraction in the midst of my other projects was just the thing to loosen me up this week! This piece was inspired by a Hafiz poem (he was a 13th century Sufi poet) in which he "kissed the sun." I could just see his lips, stained by sunshine, lighting up his face. It made me smile.
I suppose we are all in love with the sun in some way. As a teen, I worshipped the sun's ability to make my skin a glorious bronze. Of course, I now equate sunbathing with certain peril! But at the time, it was a summer rite of passage, along with the delicious smell of coconut oil and glossy magazines.
There is a Portlandia episode in which a group of people are tailgating wherever the sun peeks through the clouds, hastily shifting their belongings as the clouds move to reestablish their camp:
Wherever you are, I hope this day brings you sunshine. And perhaps a little kiss.