A Day of Beauty

"To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else." 

~Emily Dickinson

Yesterday was a day of beauty from start to finish. I completed five days of early morning yoga, in spite of having to shovel my car out of a freak spring snowstorm for two of the mornings. This was a real challenge for me and I am so proud of having done it and my body and soul are thanking me for spending time with them in the early morning hours.
It seemed to set the tone for the whole day when I did this.

 

 

I seemed to notice the trees more than usual today. This is the beauty that lives outside my window in the park across the street. I am particularly enamored by this tree being but today when I came out my front door, she took my breath away.

  

 I then went on a journey across the city distributing invitations for my upcoming show, Numinous Notes, at the Galerie de la Ville One of my stops was the Stewart Hall Art Gallery on the Lakeshore where I stumbled into this exquisite exhibition by Kathryn Lipke, In Search of the Garden Eden Her varied work, techniques and mediums made for a dynamic and beautiful reflection on nature and our relationship with it.

  

"Stones hold the memory of both humans and nature itself, We carry this memory in our minds and bodies" I loved the way the artist traced the lines of the stone and river movement with her pencil.

Nest. This piece is particularly intriguing in that it is composed of emu eggs wrapped in shredded money.

This is a still from a video called "Ghost Vessel" that left me spell bound. Something about that burning structure floating down the frozen dark river that was very moving.

I then dropped by a friend's house to deliver some invitations and was stopped in my tracks by these intertwined cedar trees, the light and the snow created such striking patterns as these trees stood there emitting their beauty. Another gift from the trees.

Next stop was to meet my mom, dad and sister for a private viewing of my recently hung exhibition. I had not yet seen it myself and was delighted to find the paintings so well displayed. It is a joy to find your paintings breathing in a space that presents them well.

Next I hopped on a metro for a meeting downtown with ELAN English Language Arts Network and the launch of their new website Made au Quebec, a unique collaboration between English and French Cultural communities. On my way to the meeting I came across these patterns of light and texture. I could have spent hours looking and photographing.

Once more, on my walk home, the trees spoke to me. Here this gorgeous being reaches her snow lined limbs towards the moon. Her tangled branches sculpt the sky into shards of twilight blue and I am grateful for all that is.

"Beauty is not caused. It is." 

~Emily Dickinson