{"id":1354,"date":"2009-02-04T22:37:02","date_gmt":"2009-02-05T06:37:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/?p=1354"},"modified":"2009-02-14T20:31:26","modified_gmt":"2009-02-15T04:31:26","slug":"stones-tell-stories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/2009\/02\/04\/stones-tell-stories\/","title":{"rendered":"Stones Tell Stories"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There are many myths about stones and one of my favorites comes from the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.native-languages.org\/senecastory6.htm\" target=\"_blank\">Seneca Indian Tribe.<\/a> It&#8217;s about the origin of stories.<\/p>\n<p>A few years ago, our neighbors created a dry stream bed that mimics a natural watercourse and I have often admired these stones on my daily walk.<\/p>\n<p>I love the colors and texture of the stones and I thought I would try to capture this in a painting.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1353\" title=\"Stones Tell Stories\" src=\"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/stonestellstoriefini1.jpg\" alt=\"Stones Tell Stories\" width=\"311\" height=\"415\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/stonestellstoriefini1.jpg 311w, https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/stonestellstoriefini1-224x300.jpg 224w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 311px) 100vw, 311px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>Stones Tell Stories<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\">&#8220;I will lift the stone as Mary lifted it for her son, for substance, virtue, and strength; May this stone be in my hand till I reach my journey&#8217;s end.&#8221; &#8211; John Gregorson Campbell<\/span><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\">&#8220;Have not all nations had their first unity from a mythology that marries them to rock and hill.&#8221; W. B Yeats<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There are many myths about stones and one of my favorites comes from the Seneca Indian Tribe. It&#8217;s about the origin of stories. A few years ago, our neighbors created a dry stream bed that mimics a natural watercourse and I have often admired these stones on my daily walk. I love the colors and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[27],"tags":[165,450,449],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1354"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1354"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1354\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1443,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1354\/revisions\/1443"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1354"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1354"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1354"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}