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
Life is Hope
September 28, 2014
Afterafewdaysofdarkclouds and some rain the sun once more pokes it forceful face into the living room, covering Mother with its warm mantle of heat. Sitting here, I see Mother holding her hands to the light to feel it’s heat and make her hands feel better, while she stares at the garden as if it were a foreign world. As age advances it brings a desire for heat, to feel the arthritis less, as well as the other aches that seems to wrack the body. The heated parts of flesh relax and the pain diminishes as gentle warmth spreads itself over the surface and into bone tired from long years.
To age is life and to see it in connection with Mother opens my eyes to what is to come in my life and those I love and care for. Some transitions are quiet and meander like sluggish water in a meadow stream, winding and pausing. Others come with the speed of a pouncing cat. Seemingly out of nowhere, they bound and change everything. Have been most blessed that Mother has stayed in the slow moving current and far from rapids, with their churning water. Yet every stream flows and the journey to the conclusion will change. And I am happy for this time of relaxed gait to be able to walk gently with her. Even in the times of confusion she has had a peace that protects here from panic and a joy that bubbles up from the depths of her soul. She is filled with a strength that only God can give her and that comforts me as well.
The work in the studio of late has been slow but sure. At times the progress is elusive and then I am amazed at how fast it emerges. The excitement of seeing ideas and work come together in rapid manner is great and the times that the pace is leisurely are also wonderful. To ponder and be patient and listen gives such great insight. Have had work that took years to resolve into a finished painting. When I let go and let them develop at their own pace a sweetness comes and inhabits them.
Things that had been hidden reveal themselves and I grow and learn so much. Some work is so personal that I keep it with me as a journal of what I was going through. Not all the discoveries are pleasant things you find in your journey about yourself and yet it is the person you are. Some mistakes can be changed in paint and some cannot. Everything builds on each other; if you remove one thing, all the other parts may not be able to work together any more. Mistakes, bad ideas and wrong choices all exist together and because it happened once does not mean you have to repeat them. Just learn from them. The statement that “you should be comfortable in your own skin” is a great one to remember. A painting should be unified and whole in it’s own way just like a person should be. The difference is that once the painting is finished it is time to go on to the next painting, with life it is always going on and you are not finished till you are dead. While there is life there is hope.
Have been planning some new ideas for some work dealing with how life changes the role we see ourselves in. Thinking about relationships and how we define who we are with words and images and are transformed by circumstance and relationships. Not sure where it is going but then I never am.
Keep well and may the sun warm you but not cook you. Hope you will enjoy the quiet strolls as much as the rapid spurts of your journey.