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A Pandemic, and Election, a year I couldn’t have imagined

I wish I had started a journal when the covid 19 pandemic started. In March of this year we began a quarantine…the details of which I can scarcely remember. We wore masks and gloves.. we hoarded toilet paper, and food, and tried to stay home. Some said it was hoax..others said it was inevitable. We forgot that we are insignificant in the eyes of viruses.

Eight months later we are still wearing masks. The restaurant I work at closed, reinvented itself to outdoor dining, started providing take out, and closed again as cold weather set in. We have a newly elected president, waiting for January to make it official. We have an insane, inept, and narcissistic man holding desperately onto an office he has lost. It’s a weird and scary time.

In the meantime, my own life has pushed forward in unrelated ways. My son is not well. I am at a loss in how to help him. It has been hard..exceptionally hard. The hardest thing I have ever had to go through. Life has been hard for so many people. Life is not fair. I know this so much. Bad things happen to very good people. Bad people get rewarded for bad behavior. I do not understand any of this..I don’t even accept it.. it just is how it is.

I continue to paint. I paint what makes me happy. Bright colors…animals..nature. These things bring me comfort. I need comfort. The world needs comfort.

Below is She feels the winds of change

May there be change. May there be healing.

My Octopus Teacher

I watch the movie the other night on Netflix and fell in love with the beautiful octopus on screen. When we can travel again, I want to visit the kelp forest in South Africa and meet my own octopus teacher

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 ❤️

 

 

 

 

 

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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Fox

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oil on 20″x30″

Foxes are the one animal I see regularly here in New Hampshire. It was time I painted another one.