more of the fifth
There are times in your life when all there seems to be is action. Action. Action. It’s needed. It has to be done. You can’t get from A to B without picking up your stuff and moving it. Physically. And…
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that fifth element
I can recall certain moments when I was struck by space in a painting. Not in a painting that hangs in the Met, some world reknowned piece. No. A painting that was in process. In one instance there was a…
the fifth element
I’m out with the pup. Out in the air. Out walking on frozen water. Out moving quickly to keep warm, to keep the “fire” going inside. We’re exploring our earth. Our big earth. Earth, fire, water and air. I’ve mentioned…
what is seen?
I need to see. I need to really see what colors I’m using for my art. And guess what? Sunlight and shadows can totally kill my ability to see any color. Ooops – time to move where I’m doing my…
outside
I’m the only one on this trail that is well traveled in warmer months. The colors? Black and white almost. I’ve ventured out, away from the art I just started. Just started! Yes, I opened these bags filled with small…
baby
She came on December 26. Cecilia. New to this world. So much to understand. How to be. To be picked up. To be fed. To be touched. To let in light. To let the dark soothe. To let out sound.…
in Bath
“What attracts me … is that it’s not ‘about’ something …- it just IS something.” (Laura Hoptman, Art in America, 1/2019). I’m walking back from the dog park. Only a salt marsh sits between me and this massive object that…
made it!
Isn’t it crazy that we use the words “made it” to mean, on one hand : made by hand. On the other: got to this place. Yeah.I made it to Maine. And yeah, I made it: all that stuff piled…
here and there
I’ve looked out my window for years now and seen lake and mountains. In a month, I’ll look out of the window of another house and see woods. Lovely open Maine woods. I’m not moving per se. This house will…
tides
my horses hiding the thunderstorm Years ago, I was having a tough time at one point. Really tough. So much so that I couldn’t make sense of what was going on. It’s times like that – midst confusion and darkness…