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
On the Edge of New Year
December 29, 2014
The coldwinterwind danceswiththetrees, swinging and swaying them beneath smooth cool gray clouds rounded and polished by the unseen powers in the sky. What began last night as a journey into loss and uncertainty has turned into a morning of peace and quiet for Mother. Reassured by prayer, faith and sleep she seems peaceful and content as she sits with cup in hand listening both to the radio and traffic sounds from the road below. Her searching for Dad and wanting him to be with her as well as wanting to go to be with her parents and family in their house seem forgotten now. Each time I tell her that death has claimed most of the family she flinches because she thinks it is the first time she has been told of their passing. She remembers as though she has just left them and desires to return. The seventy years have not happened and at times neither have I. She asks my name and wants to find out about my family and history and why is she in my house. No explanation of this being her house too fits her memories. So, we begin our conversations from scratch each time and experience the same questions as before. Then, sometimes like a flash of sunlight breaking through the clouds, she knows my name and who I am in her life; then the sun departs behind leaden clouds and she journeys into places only she knows.
The season and meaning of the days are lost to her and yet there remains the essence of joy and love that have filled her life. It is a special gift for me to have that spirit of her still as we travel this valley and press toward what future awaits us. I choose to believe that, even if I do not understand why that this is a course that is best for both of us. That the god I believe in has purpose and reason and will provide all we need. As the new year comes racing toward us I am sure it brings change in many ways and also good in many ways. So the gifts I take with me into it are faith, love and hope. They are good traveling partners for us.
The art is doing well if we discount the small paintings.I have been working on the pond series with the figures in them. They are a surprise as I work through my thoughts and ideas. They are very pretty and at least to me have an edge of something else about them. The tension of having a human figure underwater seems to give unease to a composition that at first glance seems serene. Have been working on a three panel piece that evokes a garment made of water and pond. As though you could wear a pond like a great coat. Not sure where it is going but right now it’s a great joy to develop it. Am revisiting one of the serpent paintings, did not like its resolution and think I know how to take it to a complete conclusion.
It seems of late that I am encountering my work in places and getting to see them again is satisfying. Homes, businesses and church places where I forget they were and so far no cringes that I should have done better. That is a delightful experience.
Hope you are ready for the year that soon begins. That you have planned what you will take into the days ahead and what you will leave behind. Pack and plan wisely so that your journey will be the best it can be. Whatever you chose, may it bring you bright peaceful days and help you to do what is good, true and right, for yourself and others you encounter.