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
Fire in the Sky
October 2, 2015
The morningstarthat blazed like abeaconpyre in the heavens has become hidden behind the dark gray fog. Long skeins of geese take off from up the slough and herald their progress with honking. We have been up for a while even if it is early in the day. Mother, who could not bare the embrace of the bed any longer, now nods off in her chair as her coffee cools. The autumn began a few days ago but really it has been with us for some time. Days are shorter and cooler and there is a sweet smell of the earth as it makes its bed for the winter ahead. Fewer people are in town as the tourists return to homes far away and the leaves which have been falling for sometime dump more of the summer flags to the ground. It seems strange to watch and know that time is passing so quickly. Days are numbered for flowers and the plants are changing from green to golden hues with edges of ochre and umber. Even as the birds prepare to find new homes so it seems we are, too. We will leave this house soon and move to a smaller one that will meet our needs better. The new place is not far away, only a few miles. There are trees and the views of the water are just a short distance away. After over 18 years it seems odd to be moving such a short way off. Ideas had been for a much further move to a landscape much different than this and a large population center, but this will be best for Mother. She will have her friends, church and doctors; they seem more needed as days go by. Will do my art in closer proximity to where Mother is in the house and that will make it easier for both of us. Her needs for a view are well met even if it is more trees and houses. We talk about the move but I am never sure she understands. She is getting more vocal about wanting to go home from this house but seems relieved when she does not have to go. Her mind sees more things not there and she worries that she is not doing what she should but sharing and talking helps and in the end she relaxes and enjoys her day and rides and looking out.
Art continues to happen and as I work toward resolution on several of the paintings there is a sweet quiet feeling of completion as though the time is now to make this more and go on in the journey of life. It seems the art talks more not of adventures and new sights and new places in me to discover and explore. Images continue to appear in my mind and I know that making the visions in paint will be part of the journey toward the future. Perhaps the most fascinating thing to me is the art has a peace about it that excludes worry or fear. It is a place I look forward to going to and a journey I want to make.
Hope you will find your journey one that is not born in fear but in peace. That you will not worry about change but except that change is always going on. That wherever you are going, it will not be what you expect but what you can enjoy for what it is. That you can share your love with those on the journey with you.