Swimming in the Sky

Have you ever noticed when you swim in a lake on your back- you could be paddling among the clouds? The mirror of water borrows blue & white from the sky, and floating, suspended, I feel the water as soft as air against my skin. Clouds float with me, or cross my path, throwing a…

Rocks in the River

This weeks painting adventure is along the Stonycreek River in Somerset County, PA. I’m working on letting go of my dependence on realism. It’s continuing to be a challenge. Stony Creek River #1: stage 1 Off to a good start- painting the energy and heat of the rocks and the river that scattered them. Late…

Letting go of Realism

1. June Lake No.1 This past weekend I went in search of a natural swimming hole & came upon the Quemahoning reservoir. Such stunning landscape! After a deeply satisfying ( and chilly!) swim, I set out to paint in a new direction. I’ve heard variations on this suggestion from several sources. Basically: “Let go of…

Turtle Tale

After success with the “blob painting” technique I wanted to go a step further. The delight of blob painting is what shows up, like images in the clouds. Starting a larger piece on better paper, my initial blobs were without intent, just color and movement. I don’t have a photo of that stage, but you…

It’s poetry month

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I'm at my computer these days, and that's pretty normal for me. I was in search of music for doing tedious financial work, and stumbled upon an ambient composer I had never heard before. Under the video there were the most extraordinary comments. I wandered in one thread and came upon this: The future is…

Constant Craving?

A female hummer just came by, hungry. She looked carefully at the flowers on my skirt, then examined my pink flamingo, then the fading red sign on the door. Disappointed off she buzzed. I'm thinking about how I crave foods- not for migration power, but for so many other needs. Case in point the morning,…

SeriousHealth Business

I'm morbidly obese. I've tried every diet and food plan known. Sometimes I'm successful, for a while. I'm unable to walk now, due to degenerating bones in my right knee, and at 63 I'm getting worried about an early departure. So starting today, this blog will chronicle my journey forward into diet, fitness, health, aging,…

the Coldest Morn

One of my writers group sent out a prompt this morning: "Winter's coldest day..." My bay is frozen flat, and white with snow. In my youth I would have strapped on my skates... The scrape of metal on ice changes as I move. there's the soft shish of gliding on perfect smoothness, and the scrape…

The Magnificence Right Under Your Nose

A friend called to day, sharing coffee and gratitude though many states apart. She shared a thought experiment: what if everything, what if I were completely perfect right now, in this moment? What if the fear, disappointment, worry, grief were all lifted from our shoulders, without effort, right now. If it crosses our mind, it…