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
February 26, 2015
The sun hasgonebehind the clouds like agreat eyelid shutting over the brilliantamberorb and plunging the landscape into a cool softness. Mother sits fidgeting in her chair staring into the vast panorama clutching the handle of her cup. Last night was not smooth for her. Her dreams woke her several times and once I had to convince her that at 2 AM she should not go down town dressed in only her night gown and walking shoes. I am always glad for the light to return and illuminate her world. She sees it and it relaxes her. She still jumps from one side of understanding to the other side of not understanding but it seems less severe than in the night. She has more problems controlling her actions and forgets to clean herself as she used to do. So I spend more time caring for the hygiene issues. I am washing more clothes and cleaning more than I used to. Some days are easier to manage while others seem to slip away without getting everything done. Conversations are more one-sided as words continue to become jumbled and lose meaning. Her social graces are still intact and she is sweet in her responses even when I won’t let her go wandering off into the night. At times I am almost overwhelmed by the fragile nature of our life together. Without someone to be with her I can see her drifting into danger and ruin and being found only when it is too late. What seemed easy for me to manage in my life now gets harder as I have to plan more for her when I am unavailable. Yet, in all of this there are those times when we sing or laugh or just share looking out at the beauty around us and it seems enough to compensate for all the other times. To watch her sing at church songs that have been the fabric of her life and still reside in her mind and heart gives hope that the future will not be so dark or terrible and that joy will continue and hope remain.
The large pond painting is doing well and there have been some design changes. More hands have appeared and there are hues that blend in ways differently than I had first thought and they seem to help, so I will continue to use them. The new ideas for works seem to be caught in the back of my mind and refuse to come out and they will when they are ready. Pulled out some of my old fiber works and enjoyed seeing them again. They may re-form into new forms sometime in the future. The lure of the fibers always call me with the tactile sensation and bright color. Fiber has for me the quality of skin, it moves when touched and has a softness that seems more human than paint but it is not as articulate as paint for the ideas that I explore now. I look at the fiber pieces and see the pond series I am working on now and some of the past paintings and realize I really continue to think about the same things I always have, but from a different perspective. I got a painting accepted into the Expressions West show at the Coos Art Museum. It opens in late April and closes at the end of June. Work of artists from the 13 western states. The juror chose a large work, 3’ X 6’, I am glad to be in the show. Well, Mother is up again and I see she is ready to venture forth and behold her world.
Hope you will have days filled with all that makes them worth while to you, that bring you peace, contentment and joy. Trust you will let the sweet small things like a song or laugh brighten the journey before you. That you will travel with those you love and love those others who travel with you. Yours may be the only love some will encounter; share your love for you have more than can ever be exhausted and giving it to others is such a wonderful experience.