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
Following a Path to Life
August 17, 2014
A softlightbreezeistugging at the grey fog caught in the branches of the trees in the garden. Chilly dark mornings are giving way to sunny afternoons of late. Bellows of ships' horns blare out over the water as ships pass on their way to the ocean. The heat inland draws the blanket of quiet mist over us which recedes as the day lengthens, revealing the blue waters and and golden sand.
The art is going well and the first two serpent paintings are about finished. The bridge painting is showing its self from the background of white canvas. This is a special sweet time, it seems like a first meeting. The time that you make your first impressions and begin to sense the personalty in real form. Before it has been just my thoughts of what it would be and now I see it as it takes its first breaths, of becoming and defining what it will be. Like seeing the shapes outside evolve from dark mysterious fuzzy images into the clear easily recognized forms, the painting moves from one medium (thoughts) into symbolic form of those thoughts in pigment. It is also a time of redefining the bones of the image, planning how the skin of paint will fit over and with what is already there. There is joy in the journey of discovery and frustration as well. Not every plan works and sometimes the paint takes you in a wholly different direction than you had planned. Sometimes a better place sometimes not. I quickly realize when my ideas had not been fully formed at the start, so I have to change and rethink. The joy is to find new and better ideas to speak with and sometimes those fresh ways of presenting come from a mistake and lead to eloquent resolution.
For me, it is not how I get to the completed painting but when I get there I have some to say to the viewer that is concise and beautiful. Something that the viewer will understand and think about. Like a relationship a painting is in constant flux as it is created and then becomes a snapshot at its completion, it is a frozen moment. Nothing can capture the whole of relationship; only fragments remain and we treasure those bits that bring back into focus what and where we were in our lives at that time.
The fact that even when we mourn we laugh and when hurt we smile and when afraid we sing and when we are overwhelmed we pray and trust. To hold onto those moments is what I try to make so that the art will remind that there is so much more than the bad, painful and hurt, that there is life, joy, peace and hope and they are greater than anything else because of the faith. I have hope and cling to it not because it is a nice story but because it is a real truth. It is not being afraid because you don’t know where you are its always knowing you are in sight of the one who loves you and will take care of you.
Life Mother is stirring and it is time to go and see children run and scream, full of joy and people holding hands as they walk near the water and birds flying and boats filled with fishermen racing against seals to capture fish. A time to see life.
Hope your day is filled with what brings you peace.