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
May 28, 2015
A vastpool of solemngreyfuzzylighthas settled on the bay and walks through the paths in the garden. Sounds are muted and the hummingbirds jerkingly fly through the stands of bright flowers and pause to drink at a deep throated bloom before continuing their erratic journey. The morning is in a slow ballet as Mother watches from her chair drinking her coffee to the sounds of classical music from the radio beside her. Even the music seems a bit subdued as the day begins to happen around us. Mother spent breakfast asking about her family and where were they and she needed to leave to get back to them to help her mother. She had forgotten Dad and told me she had never married. After some talking she remembered some but not in whole. And so Dad faded as did her family as some new fragment caught her attention and took her mind to a new place.
After what seems like forever I can see the conclusion to the latest pond painting. A few more minor changes and it will be ready to face the wall for a month as the final check it is done. It has been a sweet journey. Rediscovered that love is part of whatever the new form is becoming and with that life continues not in the same configuration as before but continues just the same. That beauty and joy are present and travel with me as we explore the new world of self. Like ships sailing around the edge of a new world exploring and trying to extrapolate what it is like and what adventures and hopes it possesses. Have another large canvas ready to start. I am doing the last sketches for it and hope to begin soon. It is to explore the uncharted self. Its course seems to be through areas of deep emotion and fears that lurk deep beneath the surface of what otherwise would seem placid water.I have been thinking of fear of loss and change. I think I am growing tired of worrying about what might happen and have begun to realize that I no longer want these sea anchors to slow me as I move toward a future. Perhaps I feel that risk is not dangerous but the price to live and see new ways to live. To always live moored in a harbor is to deny what a ship was meant to do: to go to sea and explore. Lots of thoughts flood and surge around me; some make promises, some there are false. As I think and explore the person I am, I begin to see the person who is there at least in part and so far the discovery has be pleasant even in the things I wish were not there but are. The whole seems a person I can live with. Now to depict all of this in paint.
Hope you will find the person you are is more positive than negative. Better than worse. Kinder than selfish. Hopeful more than pessimistic. Willing to risk loving than not to love. Would rather know than live with uncertainty. To share than to horde. To find that you like yourself as you are and not as others want you to be. To see beauty in every situation. To share yourself with others.