chicken or ?
(to-do list) After finishing my long and involved piece of art that I just had photographed, my first impulse is to do something light, something absurd, something about… well, how about chickens? I grew up on a farm and one of my chores was feeding the chickens. Lighthearted fun: everyday collecting the eggs, throwing in […]
back from the photographer’s
I’m so relieved and excited: my photography session went really well. Soon I’ll have the photos to share. I had hoped to have help for hanging my art so the session would go faster. But Stewart – who only photographs art – laughed and said, “You should see some of the work people bring – […]
not truth
~Bob Dylan (in his book, Chronicles): Folk songs are evasive – the truth about life, and life is more or less (not true), but then that’s exactly the way we want it to be. We wouldn’t be comfortable with it any other way. All wrapped up, here are the paintings on silk that I did […]
oh dear
Oh dear. So what you see here is broken glass. I would like to say it’s because the art came down and didn’t prevent the pup from bumping into the window. But, no, this is a window that was not covered in art. No excuse for the dog’s action. Several years ago, when I lived […]
snowed in
You have no way to really measure this from the photo – but the snow at my door is waist deep. This is the side door. The front door was – well – more embedded. And yes, this does mirror my mind. It mirrors how reluctant I am to be seen. I’m an artist. You’d […]
blank canvas
I now have an unimpeded view. And just to celebrate, nature launched one of its finest: a day of non-stop snow with gale winds. Spectacular. A blank canvas. I recall when I used to be so afraid of the blank canvas. Just putting some paint on, no matter how or why, would help me feel […]
step through
MORNING EVENING No, it didn’t take all day to pack the art. It took 2 hours with Rhonda’s help. There it is, in the box, with a towel on top to hold it in place and a note to remember the slats of wood that suspend the piece. It feels like I’ve stepped through a […]
the dance
Can you see the bird’s nest up high in the tree to the left? (and yes, that’s snow falling…) I feel like I’m experiencing “empty nest”. Hmmmm, sounds like emptiness. Similar actually. It’s the oddest feeling that comes on when the art work is done. All this time, months and months there has been this […]
morphed
Where once there was a moon, now there is moonlight. Where once there was the moon, now there is then moonlight… It’s an incantation. However, I DID need an accent, a highlight in that area. So, I substituted a kind of line, Sadly, you really can’t see what it does for the whole piece by […]
hiding
Can you see the dog? He’s pretending that he’s a mountain. There are mountains in the background. Mountains in the art, too, right? No one can see him… Earlier today I was out throwing the ball for Rumi. He loves to retrieve. Up and down the hill. So fun. I knew it was going to […]
