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A wellspring of landscapes

The Land is burning is Oregon, Washington, and California. I am worried about my friends..several have evacuated. The skies are red and smoke filled; Portland has the worst air quality in the world right now.

And I am in Gorham… so far away, painting. Not oblivious to what is happening in the world. Just trying to find comfort in ways I can. The world is suffering this year. We must dig deep. I must dig deep and find the wellspring within myself.

There is so much to face and deal with right now. But there is also beauty and kindness and love to be found. I will focus on what can be ahead..what I can create..what I can offer that contributes in better ways, healing ways, loving ways.

Build the New

Every day is an exercise in building the new ❤️

After the Rain Falls

Covid is getting to me. Admittedly, I haven’t been as effected by the pandemic as others.. I don’t have school aged kids, I was able to get unemployment when my work place closed, I’m a natural homebody and introvert, I had time to finish projects..it hasn’t been awful.

I am at work again and tourist season is in bloom and it’s harder now. More effort, more stress, more worry, more irritation. I am ready to not wear a mask 7-8 hours a day. I am ready to travel and see people and hug. But I can’t.

So this painting.. is hope. That this will end and there will be brighter days…

All my Relations

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We’re in the midst of a global pandemic.

Did I fail to mention this? We, the United States are also facing increased civil unrest. That phrase, “civil unrest” is insufficient.. and awkward. So much is going on.. none of which I have said about in this blog which has lain fallow for a year. How does one catch up on all that happened..who am I to comment on any of it. I paint happy things, not always as a distraction, but as way seeing the light, the positive, the hope that there are better days to come.. sometimes I do paint to forget it all.

global pandemic.covid 19. Black Lives Matter. Th names of so many black men and women killed by police..so many I fear naming a few , leaving out so many..it’s too many..it’s heartbreaking.. 2020 is heartbreaking is on so many levels. My own personal life filled with heart break and trauma, too much to explain or come to terms with..so I push forward instead.

Here is what I am learning..here is what I am working on.

Nature is a powerful teacher

My words create my reality.. use my words wisely, kindly

I alone am responsible for my response

Everyday is sacred

There is room and need for ritual every day.

Love..when all else fails.. love..

My presence and my actions effect the world around me

We are all connected

Bring joy into my life.. seek it.. do what I love

This is a bit of a ramble, I know. I remain committed to engaging with the world in loving and kind ways, my art, this blog, included.

blessings and peace to everyone ❤️

 

 

 

 

 

Art in Troubled Times

It’s August of 2020

I haven’t updated in over a year. But I have been painting.  Art, my own and others, has sustained me and continues to sustain me.

So much hard life has been happening.. personally, within my family, worldwide. Really hard stuff. Life can be brutal at times and while I tend to be an optimistic person  I’ve come to learn and accept that good doesn’t beget good and bad doesn’t beget bad. Awful things happen to good people and awful people get rewarded all the time. Life isn’t fair.. if it were fair it would be called fair.. it’s not.. it’s called life.

There have been beautiful and bright spots in all the pain. Love and friendship, nature and animal companions. I live in a beautiful corner of the world, isolated from much of the worldly chaos. I planted a garden and finished some really needed house projects. And I’ve continued to paint and create. I have many blessings and my daily work is to focus on those blessing.

blessings and love to anyone who reads this..

below are some recent  works ❤️

 

Wee Art

I can’t believe it’s nearly May. This year has passed so quickly. Time seems to be moving at a rate I have never experienced before.

This past year I have been challenged to find time to paint. A “day job” change altered my  routine and left me with little energy or time to paint. Exactly one year later from starting that job..I am leaving it..returning to a position which opens up my days to be creative and balanced.

The above three paintings are small pieces, 4″x 6″..little studies to get me back to the easel.

 

Coming Home

52854015_1805246352915056_3427354584761237504_nThis past year has been hard.  I am not going to go into all the details for many reasons and I am not purposefully and annoyingly being vague. What I have learned is that so many of us are having a hard time.  There is scarcely a person out there that isn’t struggling with something. Life is hard. And sometimes we lose our endurance for it..I did. I woke up to too many mornings with my sole desire being that of only returning to bed, as if I could sleep away my sorrows. I couldn’t.

This winter too has been hard. I have caught every cold one can catch. I have said “no” to too many invites; I have recused and laid my creativity fallow; I cried tears to the point of dehydration,  and whined and prayed and pleaded for a reprieve. I have imagined that all the trials were part of some epic dark night of the soul that would reveal the meaning of life at its end.

And then something shifted..just enough. It was as if I was holding my breath and was at last allowed to inhale. A small inhale, but a glorious one.

Sunday I painted the piece above. I am not quite done.. I am waiting for the paint to dry a bit so I can add the finishing touches. I am grateful. I have much to be grateful for despite the hard stuff…so much.

When Rook was King

Oil in 14″X14″ canvas

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Summit Spirit

14″x18″ oil on canvas

A beautiful bear made her way to the summit of Greenland this summer…

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Forest Prince and Wee Art

I haven’t painted in awhile. So much change has happened in the last 6 months.I sold my home, moved to another that is in a continuous state of remodeling. A few days ago I was finally able to sit down in my reassembled studio and paint. Below is the fruits of that labor..Forest Bear. An oil on 12X16 canvas.IMG_0071

And below are pieces I gave as gifts at a dinner party I hosted as a way of saying Thank You to the lovely friends who have helped me through this last year. The pieces are painted on the back sides of vintage metal print blocks. I love them.I had most guests pick out their own, those that couldn’t make it, I one selected for them. There a few more that didn’t make into the gallery..alas.

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