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
Remembered and Forgotten
January 29, 2015
The night has dissolved into a pale grey mist as fog lays on the bay like a thin blanket obscuring the new day while the glow of lights on boats marks their passage to the open sea. A mental fog hangs over Mother this morning as she sips coffee and squints into the still world beyond the window. Her sleep was not as disrupted as other nights but still she reached a point in the early hours and could not stay in her bed. After a few tries to reintroduce sleep I decided to begin an early day. Her body works well other than the balance and Parkinson’s and she follows the course of the stream her mind takes her on. Now she is trying to get her bearings to know where and why she is here. She hides behind smiles and laughs trying to give the appearance that she knows what is going on. She doesn’t, but it is all she has to cope with. She says my voice calms and reassures her. Like my visage, it is unknown but somehow familiar. The relationship has changed and what I do for her is forgotten as soon as it is done and yet it allows me to show my love and I have the memory of all the love she showed me through the years. Sometimes I feel like I am in a boat in front of her keeping debris from damaging her boat so she can sail on with as little trouble as possible. I am encouraged by her faith that still resides and radiates from her life. Like candles lighting the path, her trust in God reminds me of hope, faith, love and peace that is mine as well. And so we walk on sharing our light with each other and with others as they share with us.
The art is going well. The new 4’ X 5’ painting of the pond with the figure being reached out to by many hands is well along. The first coat of paint is drying and soon I will be able to add new layers. The waterfall paintings are doing great and have a gentle joy about them. Like a sweet breeze blowing through trees on a warm day. Ideas of my human figures are moving just behind my thoughts as I sketch and plan for new works. Colors seem brighter as I paint in my mind and forms more apparent. I have been thinking of doing some works that explore the feel of water and refection. There is a silent feeling of ease and peace as sky is mirrored in the lapping of small waves that kiss the beach rather than pound it. Perhaps I am entering a rest time before some new work marches into my mind and is ready to congeal in paint. What delight to make beautiful objects and see thoughts become images that remain unchanged and can be revisited and shared.
The coffee seems to have had an effect and Mother is up from her chair and is more active. Time to prepare for our drive around the area. Hope you will have a time of quiet reflection and will enjoy your thoughts and dreams. That you will find the strength to continue each day in hope and faith and see all the good there is and will be part of the good in others’ lives. Keep strong and help those who are weak.