Space for Not Knowing

As I've been exploring new horizons of painting I feel so uncertain about my abstract painting. I'm pulled back to landscape again and again ... back into the comfort zone! I love abstract work where the paint is juicy, tactile, and energetic. I'm experimenting with layering, scraping, spreading, scratching and splashing to get new kinds…

Following the BreadCrumb Trail

In October I joined the free 'Breadcrumbs' class from Art2Life. For five days we had live Zoom calls with painter Nicholas Wilton and his team, an incredibly generous offering. Over five days Nick led us on a journey along our own trail of breadcrumbs. With a thematic question each day, I headed into the unknown:…

Living my Art-Spirit Nature

A new calendar year brings the feeling of a fresh start, of an inauguration, a setting sail, that's uplifting and hopeful. I'll take all of those ideas and add them to my heart's momentum for this year ahead. And declare this intention. I intend to live fully into my Art Spirit Nature. Art Spirit Nature…

Lessons of the Forest

“It’s a real easy walk.” the ranger reassured me when I entered the park. Well, one man’s easy is another woman’s challenge dujour. Broad and gently sloping, level footing, the walk started out fine. A picnic table appeared right when I needed a rest. The next 1/4 mile proved pleasant enough, but no more places…

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…

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…

Snow Day

Blurred by ice-then-snow-now, grass and tree and house and bay are rendered in the softest greys. Meteoric, a crow as black as space lands on a tailwind. Then another; black feathers plump and shudder off the snow. They strut like they own the place. Which today, they do. Neighbors' grand homestead, built out over decades…

Those year end reflections…

I've been slurping up the "best trash cans of 2017" stories that most media organs pump out this time of year. Why? So I can muse about 2017 without thinking too much about reality in America. You haven't seen "Greatest Hits of the 115th Congress," have you? As indulgent as they may seem, this NYT…