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 25, 2016
Amarchingdrumband is pounding on the roofas the rain continues unabated. The night was filled with the sound of drops hitting the skylights in a fury of percussive beats. Mother was up early and doing better than the last few days. Her falling asleep or being in a state of both asleep and awake at the same time have diminished and she is more able to carry on conversations. Her walking is still off and she has to have an arm to hang onto to get around safely. She is doing fine on short car trips but the longer the trip the more trouble she has when we return. The changes are coming faster, now, and are more pronounced: a sign that the Alzheimer’s is advancing. She is still happy but spends more time in a world of her own and is more and more reluctant to leave it for the world around her. Sleep is more disjointed and time loses its meaning, so she is up at all hours thinking it is time to get up. Getting her back to bed seems to be a bit harder as well. I know what the future holds, just not when it will get here. The doctors are in the same position, so they watch as I do and try to make things as easy as possible for her.
The art is coming along slowly. There is less time to work on it, as Mother needs more attention. I am doing what I can and I try to get time to develop the paintings as I can. The large pond is now bathed in moonlight and mystery. The trees have added new branches and the space is filling with clouds and verdant areas. The new pond piece is drying and ready soon to begin to cover in patches of warm hot sun reflecting off the surface. I am still working on the images of the changes going on with Mother. Forms appear then fade away as I work trying to form that which says what I want it to. I am not sure why it is so hard to come up with ideas right now. Maybe the changes are happening so fast that I am not sure what to use as a symbol for the process. I will let it come when it is ready and, in the mean time, I will do what I can.
Hope you are finding a way to communicate with those you need and want to. That the days even filled with rain are pleasant and refresh you in ways that feed your soul. That changes that come will not be barriers but rather like the falling of leaves marking the change of one thing for another. That you will not give up doing what is good both for you and others. That the changes will allow you to show love even when others can’t or don’t realize it.