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
October 11, 2016
Halossurroundlights as thefogcloaks the morningand the feeble light begins to gain strength. The house is quiet as Mother sleeps in after a night of unrest. Her actions in the night have become more disruptive as she wakes and tries to figure out what is going on. She is confused more and is having a harder time walking. She complains of pain only to not have any a few minutes later, as though her brain is revisiting past hurts from fragments of memory. She calls out more for help and is always trying to please the people who are not here. She talks more to objects and less about the real world. Her kindness is still present and she smiles but it is a social front rather than an engaged conversation. She holds her hands as though she has objects in them and will not turn lose to grip rails or pick up things. At times I have to have her hand me her imaginary things so she will hold on to me or grasp support. Changes seem to be slow and when I track the time, I realize that they are coming faster than I perceive them to be. So far, we manage to get through the days and use more time trying to maintain what we have left. Even the rides are changing and now things have to be called to her attention rather than her commenting on them. Her health is strong and she eats well and change comes but not in directions that will benefit her.
The art has become even more of a refuge for me as I probe ideas and see images develop. The tree paintings have their second coat of paint and are developing well. A new rocky pond has sprung to life in a color system I have not used before and the sea scape I though done has taken off in a new direction. In fact, things seem to be changing in imagery. The designs for the new works about Mother’s changes are forming but, like the morning, are foggy. The mists have yet to dissipate and what are shapes hover out of definition in my mind. That in itself may be the image I will work with. In uncharted waters, knowing what lies ahead may be more of using other senses than sight. Or, maybe the sun will come out and all will be revealed. Art is more about finding out about ones’ self than seeing other selves. So far, the more that I find out about me the more I am at peace with who I am. Maybe this is enough for this and time to do some things to prepare for Mother’s awaking.
Hope you are finding the days filled with the smells of the fall and thoughts that take you to places that bring you peace. That you have visions of your life that become places to go and a destination that encourages you. That each day is filled with the interaction with others and contributions to help and heal. That your time is well spent in ways that make a difference.