“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She often used this symbolism in her own oil painting, thus:

[...] Your paintings at their best, and Ruburt’s writings at their best, will also reflect the inner realities that even your scientists will come to see.

“I’m going to do a sketch or painting of it,” Rob said. [...]

[...] Jane’s publisher F. Fell, has written asking for photographs pertaining to the Seth book; in connection with this and in answer to my question, Seth said he would be amused to see a reproduction of my painting, purporting to be Seth, in the book. [...]

[...] Then you turned to something, painting, for which you were not well paid. [...]

[...] One of the drawings is very successful, and I plan to do an oil painting from it.

(“There was a rather ornate table lamp of bamboo in our room, decorated with flowers painted flowers.”)

(Arriving later in the evening, Bill Gallagher told us that the taxicabs of the predominant cab company in Washington are painted white. [...]

(This afternoon Jane and I outlined a “credo” for her that we hoped she could follow back to the productive endeavors she loves so much: writing, poetry, painting, the sessions, the mail, cooking, feeding our cats, Billy and Mitzi, and so forth. [...]

[...] I painted in the mornings, searching for a peace of mind that I couldn’t obtain in any other way. [...]

[...] Many artists do the same thing, translating inner “models” into paint, lines, and form.

[...] In June, I started experimenting with paintings of my dream images, for use in a possible book—and this endeavor, I discovered, presented me with a whole set of challenges all by itself. [...]

[...] We grew up without modern conveniences like portable tape recorders, of course, but even so our natural creative desires had always been to express ourselves graphically, in written and printed words and in drawn and painted images. [...]

(Jane’s poetry and my paintings were good, and would achieve their own kind of immortality.

[...] I merely want to remind the reader that in ordinary terms naïve realism, or some mind-brain idea very much like it, is habitually used whether we’re considering evolution within a time-oriented camouflage universe, painting a picture, or running a household. [...]

[...] In spite of our good intentions class in the old sense was never resumed, as we became more and more involved with producing Seth’s and Jane’s books, painting, correspondence, and all of the other events that make up our daily lives. [...]