there is a web that connects all things
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 …
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 …
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 …
The iconic Monarch butterfly certainly made an impression on my young self. Late in August we'd be out floating on the pristine marsh rivers of Ontario, picnicking after a swim, and in the balmy afternoon breeze a flutter of orange would catch my eye, brilliant against the teal green water. In those days I didn't realize the Monarchs traveled …
I'm in the last throes of completing a series of river pictures that have been 'almost done' for weeks now. I nudge each of them forward every time I get out the palette, and yet they seem to stay stubbornly in the 'not quite yet' camp. ALMOST!! Last Sunday I completed this one: (click for larger …
I've been busy, too busy outside slurping up all the delicious low-humidity summertime that August has brought to Southern Maryland to post work I've been doing, so here are a few things I've been working on. click images for larger view Solstice Sunrise, oil on canvas, 14 x 11" 6am, June 21, 2105 ©Patrise
I've written about my struggles with depression; the past few weeks have been challenging, with the loss of a dear friend, a pet's death, plus health and money woes. My faith has been tried. Years ago, when a fellow depression-sufferer asked me, in the throes of her illness, "What keeps you alive when things get bad?" …
It happens every day. Every second, actually. Someone is breathing one moment, then not the next. It's nature's way: we're born, we die. But my mind refuses this. No, she can't be gone, not that kind of gone. Not dead. The word landed with a leaden thud, flat black, that sucked all the air out of …
Astrology Rob Brezhny is a weekly source of inspiration for me, and sometimes he knocks my socks off with a profound connection, a pithy quote, a soulful connection. But today it's just one simple sentence. The Holy land is everywhere. I spent my Memorial Day Weekend basking in my new home, enjoying the neighborhood and …
Photo-blogging the summer of 2014 Last weekend I took photos of the magnolia seed pods and sent them to a friend, who exclaimed: "what an awesome praying mantis!" I hadn't even noticed the creature when I clicked the shutter. So, I thought, how many photos do I have with accidental critters in them? A few. …
