“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.”~ Pablo Picasso
Asher is growing up so fast. He no longer wants to sit on the water in his floatie. He wants to be right in the water. After Asher said hola to everyone on our morning walk, including the Aussies who were returning home from a night of partying, we ate another delicious bowl of oatmeal and jumped in right off the dock. It is too deep to touch off the dock but Alyssa is a pro at treading water while holding Asher so the three of us spent a good hour looking at all of the colorful fish swimming around us.
After Asher’s afternoon hammock nap, we went for another stroll around town and stumbled upon a psychedelic sanctuary unassumingly right off the main road. We felt like we had crawled through Fred Penner’s log into a new world, leaving the dusty diesel filled road behind. The artist responsible for Jade Seahorse has worked painstakingly to produce a masterpiece of mixed media. Cement sculptures adorned with glass beads, floating octagonal walkways, a coral tunnel, pixie huts, wood carvings laden with computer hard drives, a tiled mosaic dragon with a tree house restaurant. We could not believe we stumbled across this work of art rivaling Peter Camani’s Screaming Heads in time spent and surpassing it in attention to detail. Once when someone asked Peter, “why are you doing all of this?” He quickly replied, “Why not?” Though the artist of Jade Seahorse was not there, I’m sure the response would be the same.
Though making a point, answering with “why not” underrates the impact of the endeavor. Alyssa and I are frequently asked “why?” Why are you vegetarian? Why would you trek for 300km in Himalayan subzero temperatures on your honeymoon? Why do you not have cell phones? Why would you have a home birth? Because it makes the most sense for our health, the planet, animals and our wallet; when you accomplish a challenge you build character; we do not want to pay for something 100% of the time for something we need 1% of the time; it is where we felt most comfortable. Though we often give a reply, I wonder if “why not” would be better received.
“Why not?” Artists use a form of insightful bravery to challenge the status quo. The artist asks the questions and forces the observer to answer them. As Asher looked around with a natural curiosity, I wondered how we can continue to foster an inquisitive mind; one that asks “why” and then answers “why not?”
We finished the evening with another sunset dinner followed by a sunset dip then watched the stars fill up the sky as the island lights echoed off the sea.