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not art again …

Poor pup has to hang out on the bear. Nothing more to do when there’s art being created. Oh well. I can feel my energy slowly coming back. I am re-entering the art making – not just the art dreaming.…

receiving light

Four o’clock in the afternoon. This must be December. The light – there’s not much of it at this time of year. Thank goodness for lightbulbs. In the book on Walter Hopps, he is ruminating on why the light bulb…

do two things at once?

I straight out admit, I was not born for the digital age. I am not good at doing two things at once. When I travel, I do not blog. I leave home, come back and remember – oh yeah, I…

greatest accomplishment

Okay, so I’m having fun. When I use scissors to “draw”, I am guaranteed that it’s going to be way off. And that just seems to be exactly what I want. Exactly inexact. Yes. As I’ve mentioned, I’m having such…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

“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…