Thursday, September 8, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Blackwater Pond
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
~Mary Oliver
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
~Mary Oliver
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| Rocks and Forest Pool 24" x 30" acrylic on canvas |
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tree Love
From this small 12" x 6" study of carving and paint emerges this larger 60" x 48" version.
Trying very hard to stay with the image and not "think" too many thoughts about this piece.
Letting the image come through and speak for me, totally enamoured with this dual tree image.
Entwined yet separate, coexisting and interdependent, like humans and the earth.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
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