May I find inner peace and strength to live each day as deliberately as nature.
My life just now is a whirl wind. It’s been life in the fast lane with no time to paint. Still I hold faith that I will find/make that time to paint when the moment is again right.
So, Dear Reader, I am still around and even though I must recycle an image or two in the Fairy Boats I am painting at least a little and always evolving. I live in Gratitude for all that has and is happening with-in me. I hold fast in knowing this moment is perfect.
i have been traveling too fast for my soul to catch up, too fast to post watercolor practice-it’s all in various stages of in-completion-Traveling fast keeps me centered in the now: if i don’t pay close attention to where i am i will capsize and the wind in my sails is strong. This post, especially the music brought me back up the mountain to Kripalu where i recently participated in a yoga practice of meditation built around toning and the power of the voice. Stop and listen; this is a thought filled piece.
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I’m glad to have made your acquaintance.
Maggie Nelson’s Bluetsis in part inspired by the writing of Ludwig Wittgenstein, both his Remarks on Colour and his style has been of great influence to Nelson. As Nelson the composer Steve Reich is also inspired by Wittgenstein. A single line: “How small a thought it takes to fill a whole life!” is the lyrical inspiration for his wonderful piece Proverb (1995).
“How small a thought it takes to fill a whole life!” supply the entire text of Steve Reich’s Proverb, and in doing so reaffirm their own truthfulness: in Proverb, a single kernel of an idea serves as the basis for an entire musical composition. It starts with a single voice, a soprano who is gradually joined by two other sopranos, two tenors, and an instrumental ensemble consisting of two electric organs and two vibraphones. This eclectic group continues to express…
Here is the first fee booten painting which inspired me to give my walk a try even though i didn’t feel 100 percent. The woods are so beautiful.
And my walk today was marked by beauty in spite of finding myself unable to complete my normal loop. Part of the beauty was nature’s offering and the other the cheerful arrival of my husband to pick me up at the halfway point. The loop is only 3 and a half miles but today halfway was more than enough for my bad foot and leg. Besides i was missing my friend.
here are the Fairy Boats again in another painting. the sun is catching them. But they are beginning to sink.
I am working on the golden forest. Here are some photos from today.
It is the beech trees which are so glorious. But the oaks do pretty well too-
What began as a moody Monday of errands, a doctors appointment, a bit of tidying up in the garden,was lifted by a walk with a friend, enjoying posts from so many talented, generous folks on WordPress followed by a bit of painting.
“Experience is never limited, and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue.”
from Henry James on the importance of experience copied from Gurney Journey:
Three photos by me- inspired by Belinda Grover’s post today of a beautiful floating leaf photograph. My own photographic efforts down at the spring lot are just snap shots:
But I was especially pleased to be able to take these without scaring the very tired wood duck who clearly wanted to stay the night. She was a lovely little creature. Someday I hope they will nest on the pond.
My watercolor version of “Fairy Boats” on the spring lot pond. 14″x10″ Arches HP
An attempt at the Hollister House working from memory while trying to avoid “mud”.
Holly (no wings, walking out of the dust-think of the movie, “Purgatory”)
Late last night on our way home following the Memorial service for my father and mother which i had organized, some hidden obstruction material embedded in the exit ramp slashed both of my right tires. We were returning from what had transpired to be a moving and fulfilling day. I was set to resume my painting and try again to center myself having fulfilled my obligations to my siblings and family.
My car is my only independence. Once again I feel so punished. How does one get past this?
Turn around, away from the computer screen, count your blessings (we are all OK) and pick up the paint brush. I’ll try to post some studies of mergansers ASAP.
I needed her voice this morning. Thank you, New Day.
Now i finally can move forward again having gotten this little bird from one of the twitcher’s off my desk.
Even as i posted this i saw a problem with my aerial perspective and had to make yet another change. These things are too touchy! i am not going to photograph it again!
Here are some photos of Storm King as promised. The place is vast and my back and foot were dead by the time we got the bus home. However, like my visit to Innisfree this destination had been on my bucket list for a long time and I am thrilled to have had the experience of being there.
It is amazing to me how many fascinating places there are all with a days visit of home. Yes, that includes my own yard. The part I’m trying to overcome is my sadness at having to do it with only what i can carry inside. i keep trying to turn that into joy and failing.
So again, thank you, Enya for some much needed songs:
“If you really want to”/ “You Don’t need a reason” and-“If i could be where you are”.