Georgia O'Keefe. To me, she is not only an icon in the art community, she is an eternal spirit. She's often referred to as the greatest American woman artist, but there again, to me, she represented so much more. More than the art. More than her public persona. She was complex. Interesting. And unequalled in what she removed from the easel.
I've read everything I can get my hands on about this private human being. It really wasn't until later in her life that she began to clarify much that had been written or said about her. I look to those interviews as the ones most telling and accurate.
In honor of Miss O'Keefe, today I simply wanted to somehow lift her name. Remember her forgotten truths. If you listen closely to some of the profound "pearls" she left us with, you will hear the voice of Heaven. As as artist. As a person. Miss O'Keefe led the life destined by God. She closed her mind and her heart to all the public hear-say and scrutiny. She gave us what God intended and left the rest to rust and turn to dust on its own. Thank you Miss O'Keefe.