here and gone
Not much happening here. The fun, it came. Now, quiet again. Friends, family, dogs, food, music, laughing. This group, each year slightly shifts. But it’s core is revisited year in year out. To get together and give thanks. Amongst those that you are so thankful to know and love. When the first family members and/or […]
world domination
I look across the lake this morning and see: No Mountains! I could be…in Saskatchewan. Or Siberia. I could be… Choices. Here’s one for you: Know that if you didn’t choose to be and artist – You would have certainly entertained world domination or mass murder or sainthood. Laura Owens Oh wow. Don’t you love the […]
shards
I’m in the midst of this process that looks like it’s going nowhere. No product yet. I’m doing experimenting or, perhaps, skill building. My plan it to use cut silk shapes in the final piece. At this point I’m determining how this soft draping material can or can’t hold a shape. Kind of like the […]
warm and cool
We got some snow yesterday. White on the trees and then… not. The relatively warm lake water causes melting along its borders, underlining the bright dusting above. Warm and cool: delineation. What a literal example of it! But really, isn’t that how we move through life: warm – I love it. Cool – not so […]
mind games
Here comes the cold weather. Like a donkey with its heels dug in, I’m saying, “Noooooo!”. But then, when it was unseasonably warm before this, it seemed odd. Not right. Disturbing. So, I can’t have it both ways. I love the seasons. Cold? Just wear more clothes. I even bought a way-too-big coat for the […]
“common” subject matter
I continue to be surprised when I read, Ross King’s book, Mad Enchantment, about Monet. What I find is this wonderful narration of discovery. And it intrigues me to read about how an artist finds their way. To roughly share my latest delightful “a-ha!” moment for Monet: in 1871 he was buying spices from a shop […]
not quite Monet
Minus the dock… still not quite Monet. The fall colors are just about gone, and yet they still shimmer through the early morning mist. Apparently, Monet’s eyesight was very bad in his later years. So much time outside in the sun had stressed them, and by his late seventies he was suffering from cataracts and […]
distraction
Peaches. Her name is Peaches. Well, if you want the long version: Peaches en Regalia (thank you Frank Zappa – via Martin). And she is… a distraction. If she didn’t already merit the attention she receives by how much she loves to cuddle and engage, the trainer for her puppy classes just sent me an […]
when bad news is good news
The weather. That topic. It has been strange lately. The forecast was for 3 inches of rain. Did it mention high winds? Shall we say HIGH winds. And LOTS of rain. This is fall. Dry season. So the rivers flooded. Trees toppled. Power went out in pockets everywhere. But not here. Unusually, I was fine. […]
last glimpse
Look closely. Can you see those last few leaves just clinging to the ends of branches? If you could look at that tree again tomorrow, they’d be gone. Last glimpse. That’s what we love about nature. The cycles. Those leaves go. It’s quiet. New leaves come again. No question. We rest on the sweetness of […]
