Monday, October 19, 2015

Falling into Autumn

Falling into Autumn / 24" x 24"

The woods is shining this morning.
Red, gold and green, the leaves
lie on the ground, or fall,
or hang full of light in the air still.
Perfect in its rise and its fall, it takes
the place it has been coming to forever.
It has not hastened here, or lagged.
See how surely it has sought itself,
its roots passing lordly through the earth.
See how without confusion it is
all that it is, and how flawless
its grace is. Running or walking,
the way is the same. Be still. Be Still.
"He moves your bones, and the way is clear."

~Wendell Berry

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Gratitude in Autumn

Accept What Comes from the Silence / 24" x 30" / acrylic on canvas
At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost. ~Rainer Maria Rilke~

Cascade Forest / 24" x 30" / acrylic on canvas
This has been an extraordinary summer for the artist/gypsy in me. I have never felt so close to the bone of my soul life. I have traveled extensively, inside and out for the past five months. A journey that has peeled away the unnecessary and revealed the essence and interconnectedness of many places, people and things. 

Ten years ago my life was so confused and muddled I didn't think I would ever see clearly again. Today the waters have stilled and are crystal clear. My inner vision is

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Summertime Tripping

What a summer it has been! 
"Trip the Light" road trip covered 10,000 miles in 2 glorious months. Starting in Boston, Walt and I headed for Montreal, crossed Canada to Vancouver. Spent time in Tofino, Salt Spring Island, Galiano, Washington, Oregon, Wyoming, South Dakota, Colorado and back to Litchfield, CT. I hope to write a more expanded itinerary and produce a book of this trip over the ooming winter months. Stay Tuned.

We saw an abundance of beauty in every landscape we crossed. Prairies, lakes, old growth forests, precambrian rocks, canyons, mountains and oceans. All of it was magnificent and much of it still glorious and wild and free! It 
made us so grateful to be Alive!

Hiking and Exploring the Rainforests of Tofino, BC

Thursday, August 27, 2015

New Plein Air Paintings Available

Several new paintings fresh off the easel from the Adirondacks in August

River Running / 16" x 20" 

Clouds of Flowers / 18" x 24"

Stay Weird / 18" x 24" 

Glacial Erratic / 18" x 24"

St Regis Canoe Input / 16" x 20"

Talking Trees / 20" x 16"

Monday, August 3, 2015

Two Shows Running Concurrently

The first show is being held as a two day Pop Up Gallery in Lake Placid, NY

An exceptional venue with a view to die for! Hence the name Heaven Hill!
I hope to see you there!

The second show is in the border town of Standstead, QC on the border of Vermont, USA in a converted Blacksmith Studio. This old building is full of charm and perched above the Tomifobia River.  Le Vieux Forgeron is open from 11am to 6pm and is a lovely place to visit. I am honored to have my paintings hanging here until August 16th.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Meeting the Forests of Tofino

A short visit to Vancouver and a couple nights spent with dear friends in Horseshoe Bay was our entrance point to Tofino. The warm welcome of friends and family had set the vibe for the crossing of the Georgia Straight from Horseshoe Bay to Nanimo.

Horseshoe Bay in the evening / photo by Walt Pascoe
Tofino came as a complete surprise to me. I had heard people rant and rave about this place many times before and

Friday, July 17, 2015

Squamish and The Chief

After a great visit and dinner with my cousin Shannon in Whistler we headed for Squamish. Fortunately for us  this is where

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

The Lillooet Highway from Kamloops to Whistler

 A spectacular drive from Kamloops to Whistler begins at Kamloops Lake and then crawlls and winds its way through the Fraser Canyon. Walt and I had Mercan Dede playing as this unearthly landscape unfolded around us in the early morning light. I was filled with emotions as we drove farther away form my two daughters. It is difficult leave your offspring each and every time, no matter how old they are.