Green isnot usually one of my favorite colors, but, of late, it is one that I seem drawn to. The new small works of leaves, rocks and water intrigue...
Color of interest
June 30, 2014
Trust you are enjoying the new website. It is great to be able to share the work I have done and, as the weeks go by, the paintings I am working on....
My New Website
June 26, 2014
SpottedSerpents are not my first thought as I greet the day, and yet they have been popping up in my mind the last few days. I did a series of serp...
July 5, 2014
Summer by the Sea
August 8, 2014
Brilliantgoldensunlightfloods the house and makes each surface a beacon of blazing light. Mother sits expectantly watching the antics of birds and the first Vs of geese as they pass over the house honking their call to follow. Leaves on the Witch Hazel tree have been dipped in the dark crimson of fall and there is a coolness to the early morning. The bay is a dancing pool of molten sliver, blinding to look at. Tall Lilies of the Nile bob their blue plumes as if preparing for the arrival of a pharaoh to their garden home. It is a difficult task to tear myself from the beauty of the day to other duties.
In a short time we will leave for our drive. Each day we spend a minimum of an hour out of the house driving around and seeing what is going on. Both of us get a lift seeing more than the house and garden. At first I thought it was an inconvenience and now realize it is a way to keep charged and to know the world is larger than just us.
Just got the canvases for the bridge painting and have worked out most of the design issues so hopefully will be able to commence painting soon. It is a joy to work large again and more of a challenge to work in the house area rather than the studio. There is something easier done with 12’ ceilings than 8’ but will make do. Mother can be in the same room and that will make both of us more secure. The painting of the star map tree continues to conform to my idea and is getting exciting. The darks of indigo and cobalt play off the warm hues of stars and the scars on the trees. Serpents are wiggling their way to completion and are evoking the feelings I wanted of congestion and the uncomfortable menace that snakes provoke in most of us.
The last of the flora paintings are getting tucked into their final beds and seem to work. Since not all works conclude in success it is always a joy when they do. Had sales from the Airport exhibition. Always a great experience when others want to live with my art and the money helps. Not crass, just have to live and eat, too. The balance of needs is always in play. To be able to follow my heart with art means that I must take care the body. Have been blessed that there has always been enough to survive on and create with. The tensions and dynamics of living generate such incredible images for me. The collisions and resulting transformations provide such an immense array of subject matter to build with. It is not that there are not enough ideas but that there are two many. It is more of a choice what not to put in than what to add. The knife edge is what is necessary to be concise to the viewer and what just fills up and confuses the composition. Always, it is subjective. There are no rules. It is the heart that says it is finished or not. Does a pattern repeat the correct amount of times or not? Do the colors sing or just sit there? Does the work take you to a place or just fill space? These are issues of the heart and soul and they are wonderful to explore!