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
August 20, 2015
Morning stirs under the cover of mistas thelight stretchesand pushesat the shadows. Mother sits dozing off and on in her chair still drugged by the turbulent nights’ sleep that saw her at all hours wandering from her bedroom thinking the day had come. A restless night for both of us as voices speak in her head from dreams and wandering thoughts fill her with a sense of purpose. She is calm when I lead her back to her bedroom and get her back to bed. I have found that there is no profit in asking why only just getting her back so she can sleep till the next time she awakes. She is just as surprised by her wakings as I am and both of us try to drift back into the embrace of slumber as best we can. No patterns or explanations clarify the process so there is no way to plan; only react. All the safe guards are in place and they stop her from leaving the house without a loud alarm waking me should she creep down the hall quieter than usual. We both have Alzheimer's, she in her body and mine as her caretaker dealing with her actions and needs. Whether I will be consumed with the same disease I don’t know. One can’t be around it without asking oneself if is coming on you, too. I just have to trust that what ever comes will be handled the best way possible.I have not started any paintings of me being consumed yet so that must mean I don’t see it yet in my subconscious. It always seems that the art begins to tell me before it registers in my awake mind.
The new painting of the figure and water is getting very exciting. What is emerging from the core of the figure is a map or rather series of maps. As though I have maps to get to several places. Choices and routes that reference destinations that for the time being I don’t understand. It is as though changes are coming and I am making the plans to navigate the new sites I will be encountering. The colors are rich and varied and they sing together and produce a relaxing sense of joy and peace. Like listening to music that both soothes and makes you happy. It is a great place to be. The new paintings are taking off as well. Skies are filling with soft clouds as stars dance around them in patterns of icy brightness. Trees in dark silhouette bend to the rhythm of natures’ chorus and all seems safe and beautiful. I always wish I had more time to send them farther, faster along the road to completion and I don’t. I am needed with Mother more and that is more important for me now than the art. It will come along with me. It has always been a companion in my life and I think it will always be so.
Hope you are doing what is important and have found peace in helping and being with others on their and your journey. That joy is still found where ever you are and beauty dancing around you as well. That even in nights that you would rather sleep that you will find a blessing for being there for others and love is the road you travel on.