Featured image: Boreal Forest Shoreline
it's full of
solace
and
mystery
never looks the
same way
twice
after a rain or
in early morning
sunlight
filled with shadows in
the
evening
lines blur when
dancing with
the wind….
the woods
Featured image: Boreal Forest Shoreline
it's full of
solace
and
mystery
never looks the
same way
twice
after a rain or
in early morning
sunlight
filled with shadows in
the
evening
lines blur when
dancing with
the wind….
the woods
Featured image: Balance
when in balance
with the oneness of
things
entanglements
and
emptiness
disappear
Featured image: Under My Red Umbrella
As I sit under my red umbrella, drinking my coffee, I feel the gentle breeze across my neck I think this thought:
“I believe in a loving and kind God who mysteriously and miraculously is interested in the well being of each and every one of his creations.”
This thought gets me through the day. I feel and think in my heart and soul that a divine force of love and light that follows me and tells me never to give up.
So today dear friends, I wish to plant a seed of hope and faith in your heart, faith in life's goodness and hope for a creative life, creating for whatever purpose.
Featured image: We'll Sing in the Sunshine II
loving power of
creating
interconnectedness
of all things
the beautiful curious
divinely intimate
mysterious
power you have
it is you light
your blessing
Featured image: Searching for Golden Nuggets
Do you go to extremes to taste freedom? I do…. My search for freedom is everlasting and always seems just around the corner.
Sometimes I think I have found it, but am only fooled by its shiny disguise.
All of us quest for freedom in our lives, some find it, some never do. The trick is to keep searching.
Featured image: Journey of the Blackbird
Strong intelligent
strutting down the
Path
tawny pebbles, majestic
purple and blue black
feathers
catching the sun
regal, beautiful
strong
intelligent
black bird
Featured image: Lily Jitterbug
Featured image: Two Roads Diverged
an artist's creativity
radiant
innocent
pure
artists know nothing
but to be
creative.
creativity is life’s
mysterious gift of love
and
hope and rebirth
Featured image: Turquoise Jacket
Excited and honored to announce that my artwork, "Turquoise Jacket," has been accepted into the prestigious 54th National River Road Show by the Art Guild of Louisiana!
Featured image: Squirrel
Gray squirrels came up and just looked at me this morning as I was having my coffee reset. And they just stared. In the beginning I thought, “What do you want? What are you telling me?” So, I looked them up on AUNTY FLO. It says that squirrels remind us to have some fun. The Native Americans believe that the gray squirrels often are seen as a symbol of resourcefulness, agility and adaptability.
Hmmm… I totally agree with Auntie Flo. I think I will have fun today.
Featured image: Sacred Rock
Thrilled and honored to announce that my piece, Sacred Rock, has been chosen for the Pennsylvania Watercolor Society's 45th Annual International Juried Exhibition!
Only 80 pieces out of 331 images submitted by 258 artists made it to the exhibit at the Lancaster Gallery of Art. The exhibition will run from August 2 to September 15, 2024!
Featured image: We'll Sing in the Sunshine II
Divine jewels
we are divine jewels
we majestically become
part of the
dewdrops on grass
dewdrops become part of
rivers, streams,
that are forever
changing moving
we are divine jewels
we are a dewdrop
Live beyond the lines
Live the magic
Of life
Make the unlimited
Be a part of
your life
imagine beyond what is
normal
it's ok to color outside
the line
I give you permission –
To – live beyond the lines.
Featured image: The Journey of a Gypsy
Intuition and imagination
Wake up your intuition, take a deep breath, exhale slowly.
Our intuition guides us to follow our own path. Our intuition works as a team with our imagination. Intuition, imagination, they work as a team. They fill us with energy. They exhaust us. When we follow their paths, they connect us with our nature and our identity and we can follow our own light.
Featured image: Earth's Jamboree
Flickers of life - greenness
Leaping joy of
greenness
flickers of life
turn your face to the
Sky
Rest in flickers of
Life
greenness
whenever you can.
Sun rises listen
woods trembling with
possibility
forget everything,
rather
think about the
greenness of the
day and
flickers of life
Featured image: Nature's Truth
Listen with everything you are
I am in love with springtime,
joy of new life emerging
listen with everything you are
listen to the cry of the jays
Black birds
list with everything you are
to the hum of the waking world
It’s beginning again
it’s beginning again
its beginning again
wake up to the
earth is trembling
with possibility
Featured image: Dancing with the Wind and the Trees
In the woods I stand with the trees and in the sunshine. I could stay here for hours. These times lift my heart and take all my worries away. I listen to everything the woods are saying and my heart is calm.
Featured image: Imagination
Artists work in subjectivity not objectivity like science. Science has a hard time grappling with subjectivity because it is difficult to quantify and be objective.
Featured image: Shelter
You know how you go about living and thinking that everything's okay, and then all of a sudden, everything seems to be jammed up and bogged up and bad, and you just wish that you could curl up and stay in a little ball until all things have passed by?
Well, I haven't eaten— that happens when you make art.
Art is a shelter for all those things that you've curled up into a ball and made yourself into. You need to uncurl and create, just create, and create, and create.
Featured image: The Mask
I am delighted to announce that my work, "The Mask," has been awarded the Gold Award at the Red River Watercolor Society's 31st Online National Show. This recognition is truly an honor, and I am grateful for this acknowledgment of my artistry. Thank you to RRWS for this prestigious award.
Featured image: Cedar Roots Along the Shore
trees along the river
the soil is so thin
marveling at the
trees many
massive
gold on along the bank
grounded in soil so thin
Featured image: Life is Like a Box of Chocolates
We never sit
anything out.
We are cups,
quietly
and
constantly
being filled.
the trick is
knowing
how to
tip ourselves
over and let the
beautiful stuff out.
Featured image: Spider Web
I always love it when a creature crosses my path and represents in the spiritual world who I think I am. Yesterday a Wolf Spider crossed my path. I noticed it in particular, because she had a beautiful large, white sack and bands across her legs and was extremely furry. So I looked her up online. I was curious about this beautiful spider who had crossed my path and its symbolism and spiritualism. According to online resources, Native American cultures, Indian Native American cultures associate wolf spiders with protection and nurturing, and their webs symbolize creativity and extreme feminine energy. It is patient, resourceful and adapts to different situations easily. The wolf spider uses its instincts and intuition to overcome challenges.
I love it when I look up a creature that's crossed my path and it's exactly who I think I am - well, at least I think I am anyway. I don't know what other things to think. Have a good day!
Featured image: Flowers Just for You
I am in love
I am in love with the mild light of springtime, the sheer shivering joy of springtime and its delightful gentle intricacies.
When I walk into a thrift store or antique shop or go to a garage sale, I feel so many things bouncing off me, mainly the histories of the objects that are for sale. If I don’t get that feeling of spirit and history, and the aura of the objects, I turn around and don’t go any further. I think of walking into a church the same way. It doesn’t matter what denomination the church is, if I don’t feel the spirit of the church I want to walk away and not go in.
This phenomenon and this feeling is different yet the same in both places. I either feel this life and spirit of what is there and stay or don’t stay.
When I go shopping for antiques, I like to think they are lovingly used. I need to feel this marvel of its history, to engage with it. I love being able to touch the toys that children used to play with, like this antique truck. When I caress the object, I don’t want to let it go because of this spirit and its history, its life. The experience is unique to me, it is mine and I continue the history of the object or place, like a church. But this experience never happens when I pick up an object or walk into a place if it is “new.” And this experience only happens if I choose to let it in.
Try it – give something a space, place, or object a chance to speak to you. It is a marvelous piece of enchantment that is very powerful.
Featured image: Dove II
The Wings of a Dove- Finding her way
She finds her way
a doves wings – the wind -
wind beneath her wings –
she finds her way.
She learned to fly
With the wind beneath her wings
singing to her
Featured image: What Lies Beneath
Artist's Reality
artist's reality, to make the
ordinary
e.x.p.a.n.s.i.v.e
u.n.l.i.m.i.t.e.d
inspired
Featured image: Your Mind Sings - Listen
Find a place, some kind of environment that allows you to
BE
Find your recklessness.
Featured image: Gifts from God
Don't box yourself in. If you choose to box yourself in then be a pretty present then, share yourself with others.
Featured image: Balance
You have the potential to enlighten, illuminate and transform people and places. When you have inner balance and peace within yourself you have the same inner balance and peace within your spirit and soul that you can share with others.
Featured image: All Rise
We never sit anything out. We are cups quietly and constantly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. Ray Bradbury
Glorious Mother's Day at Black River Harbor - I have several stories of chats with folks along the shoreline walk - but first thought I would share this with you all - the apple blossoms and cherry blossoms were glorious along the shore and on the trip up.
And then I saw a carpet of stars - magical carpet of stars.
and two beautiful forsythia bushes oh my gosh - oh my gosh this is now my desktop slide. I am switching between the white blossoms and the yellow blossoms - can't decide.
Featured image: The Mask
I am incredibly honored that my piece, "The Mask," has been awarded an Honorable Mention at the esteemed Philadelphia Watercolor Society 2024 Member Exhibition. This recognition means so much to me as an artist and serves as a testament to the passion and dedication I pour into my work. Thank you to the Philadelphia Watercolor Society for this incredible honor.
Featured image: Caves Along the Shore - Lake Superior
kayaking
arms stretching
finally I am
free
horizon and water
meet
still
kayaking Lake
superior
Featured image: Back Yard Birds
Gosh where to begin? I played around with this whole piece and everything in it. I think every part of an abstract or semi-abstract work is always experimental, as I rarely have much in mind when I start working. When I began this work last November, I started with a figure, washes, and colors. I then stepped back and asked myself what the idea behind this work would be. I decided to make birds part of the composition, but how and where to place them became a major struggle. I tried many ways, sizes, colors and shapes but always painted over them. If you look closely at the work, you might glimpse the birds I painted over because they just weren’t right. It wasn’t until I put the red bird on the shoulder of the figure that I stopped struggling and felt comfortable with the marks and colors of the bird. The rest didn’t come easily after that. I tried many birds flying around but that didn’t work for me. I finally settled on a bird at the bird feeder.
This whole work was extremely experimental for me and I learned a great deal from the creation and placement of the birds. I am ready to move on with what I learned to the next work and put these new ideas to work for me. The fun part for me as an artist is always knowing that even as I move on with new ideas, they are never the same in the next work.
Featured image: Yellow Finch III
The finch's yellow
song
touches the
stillness.
Masked by a grey sky
metamorphosis
of the sun happens.
Featured image: A Cloud in the Sky
Just a minute ago I looked up
Toward the sky, puffy clouds
Slowly meandering across the
Gray blue and white sky. I wonder
I listen. Eyes closed, I travel
Happily to a different place
With blue white sky and
Puffy clouds. When I open
My eyes, puffy clouds have
Moved on to be shared with
Another, Minutes spend
Enjoying the clouds.
Featured image: Wonderful Flying Machine
Is it too late to change? Am I working towards that dream I thought I was called to do? But what I am doing is not what I imagined or dreamed. I am wondering, is it too late to change direction? It is hard, change is, I know.
But I do change – and I make myself vulnerable by putting my new work out there. I have the attitude that change is good, but hard, but imagination is fun and exciting. All the large competition pieces I have been working on this winter are different from other works I have done. Change is scary. As I work, I think to myself is it worth even entering a competition with this one? When artists change, they have no one to go to, to talk to about the new pieces. For me, if it gets into a competition, I say to myself well I guess it wasn’t that bad.
The thing about being an artist is it's about being intuitive, and listening to what the creative activity wants me to do. It is really what makes a work unique and original I believe. So I guess I am changing constantly – and I know I am always working towards that dream I think I was called to do. At the moment, it isn’t what I imagined or dreamed but I get up, show up and have never, never given up. So I guess the answer to my question is – it is never to late to change, and imagine, imagine about this new day and what it is going to bring to you.
Featured image: Goose
Darn it, darn it! Those geese are back on my little island. Well, it isn’t mine, but I like to think of it is mine, as many of my neighbors on this side of the lake also think it is their little island, or some call it Powder Puff.
The geese came last year – and now they are back. This used to be a loon’s nest and I saw them earlier, but they must have gone somewhere else.
Anyway, the geese are there building a nest, making the little island full of slippery poop. The mom sits on the nest and once in a while the dad helps and sits. Then, about a month later, we watch as the goslings are in the water swimming behind their parents. Cute? Yes, but darn it - they are on my little island.