magic moments-innocence

Innocence and love

I’m not much of a Christian; perhaps in ethics I am, but certainly not in faith; I was brought up in a Unitarian church. Yet I sing in the choir of my husband’s Episcopalian church. Tonight as I sit here searching out the many messages from internet friends around the world one line of an anthem we sang for Lessons and Carols, the service last Sunday, keeps ringing in my head, “ and a little child shall lead them, and a little child shall lead them”. I am reminded of the innocence of children, of the innocence of man before he ate of the tree of knowledge. I think of all God’s creation, the world in its natural state, surviving as best it can, but not scheming, not planning, not greedy or full of deceit and I think of a little child reaching out his hand in trust with that natural offering of love that only children seem to have.

I wish we could all do that for one another no matter what our faith, or religion, or political position. I do believe in the efficacy of Christianity and that as Paul writes in Corinthians of Faith, Hope, and Charity the greatest of these is love. While my philosophy is built on hope I believe in love, love that seeks to understand and lives in gratitude reaching out beyond our wildest dreams to gather in everyone it can with the innocence and trust of a little child.

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So no matter what your denomination or faith I hope you can find the trust to reach out your hand in love to one another, trying to understand, and finding gratitude for what is given you.

 

Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy Holiday with the peace that comes through opening your heart to love.

 

May you find the light within yourself-Yes,we all have a little child with in us. Enjoy the Season.

 

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Love holly

Magic Moments- suspended#2

Abstract spring trees: pictures and poem by me. Inspiration from Salal Studio.

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spring poplars

9×12 fluid cold press/Prussian blue, new gamboge, vermillian, sepia scraped, brushed, and lifted.

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Version #1 6×6 cold press

Beyond Reach

Mindless mists of misery blot out all thought

Unyielding, soft, insistent, absolute-

Rain-slick boughs bend beyond control

Sending silver sleeves to stain the forest floor.

And up the glistening trunks a sinister

Gleam lights the gloom then quenches

A last flicker of Hope     

                                                                                              Holly Hall

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Beyond Reach

Holly

Magic Moments-in Love

Magic Moments-in Love

 

Dear Readers,

Good Morning! It’s a beautiful New Day!

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As you woke this morning, where ever you may be, I know a message of love and hope was sent your way.

Although I am wicked slow and physically bent I am thinking of you all and wishing you the best.  Take Joy in the day. Stay warm. Embrace your creativity with Love.

And, thank you for sharing.

 

Holly

Angel in the dust

Re: lovely morning

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  I’m missing that time we spend looking at the world together.

Magic Moments-Dharana

“To live each day as deliberately as nature”

Our lives are so fragmented, so torn by hopes and dreams and unfinished business it is hard to stay centered and be deliberate. i am grateful if i can maintain that attitude for any length of time but i keep trying.

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When I parked at the gym for yoga practice I admired a beautiful young con-color planted on the edge of the parking lot and determined to sketch it when class was over. As I began to paint, it started to snow, and the snow to accumulate rapidly on the roads.  I hurried through the sketch and wondered how does one do falling snow????

So with hope and dreams safely in your pockets go look at the view-where ever you are-and maybe sketch it. There are worse things to do.

Angel in the dust

Magic Moments-hard to sustain without a Muse

Patience

Eventually I will find a way through this and will be posting images of my work again. For the moment I am rather distracted with the need to get “new wheels” and to put my life back on track. It is taking a lot of adjustment to return to work in my own studio after the wonder and joy of being a free spirit on Monhegan Island. In the meantime I plan to visit the Gardener Museum in Boston on Thursday and to gallery sit for the Canton Artist Guild on Sunday. Sunday should be a busy day as people will be dropping off work for the up-coming open juried show. New Britain is also accepting work for an up coming show; I may have to pass on both of these. It’s ebb tide for me. We’ll see.

Angel in the dust

Magic Moments-separation-but,Never Absolute.

September 13, 2016

I believe I have been posting to this blog now for just a month. While it may have served some purpose it still is not formatted as I would like to have it and making those changes now is not possible. However, for those who know me personally, I am not a quitter so eventually I will achieve my goal.

Speaking of “personal” a blog by its nature is not. Further, posting each day requires time beyond my ability to give.

So… Dear readers, whoever you may be, I will be posting less often and I will be limiting my posts to low resolution images of the watercolor work I do. If time allows I might include those poems or photos of mine which have universal appeal.

I look forward to comments on my work.Perhaps without the blog devouring my time there will be more work to publish?

Thank you for following my blog.

Angel in the Dust

Magic Moments-On Inspiration

Inspiration for painting comes from many sources-

  • First Nature-

The first and most obvious for me is our natural world. I am captivated by the subtle play of ambient light on objects both inside and out of doors. I love landscapes and gardens, flowers and birds. I have also become fascinated by the human figure and the stories I see in faces. (Now can I ever live long enough build the skill to do portraits?… Has anyone yet discovered the fountain of youth?!!!)

  • Then there is music-

Outside or when working on location the environment itself provides the background noise or music. I love painting near moving water or among trees for that reason. In the studio I often play Reba’s #1s, her 30 best hits. I like the steady beat. Since I now know the lyrics pretty much by heart I don’t have to be distracted by trying to listen too acutely. In a similar fashion collections of Enya’s best provide the right kind of constant beat for yoga practice, something which has become essential for me. Music is my energy source; it can be guitar, hammered dulcimer, country and western, early renaissance, baroque, or whatever WMNR comes up with. However, I do find that classical-romantic music, that from Beethoven on, can be distracting as it has too much to say of its own.

  • And the work of other artists provides so much inspiration-

In my quest to use watercolor more sympathetically a contemporary water-colorist has become one of my inspirational mentors. See his work on:

https://brushparkwatercolors.wordpress.co

I have favorite painters, John Singer Sargent, Turner, and Corot  to name only a few of many, and Photographers, and poets including Rubert Brooke, Rumi, Rudyard Kipling, Robert Frost, Celia Thaxter, and many more. Movies are also a source of thought and sometimes inspiration. “North by Northwest” and “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel” my most recent movie picks, are still reverberating in my mind. I feel that I know these people and some of them very well or too well indeed. They may end up in a painting. I would love to paint to/for poems and someday even to classical music.

  • And then there are loved ones and friends-

There is so much to do and so much to look forward to when inspiration comes. I have my “New Day” to Thank for helping me move toward these goals. One must hang onto that golden thread of hope, practice change, and stand up for what matters. The world is a beautiful if challenging place. As the poet, May Sarton, is quoted to have said: “Yes. (I am writing again) Because I have a Muse again…Poetry (read Painting) is a gift; you can’t make it on will…. It doesn’t matter if I go to bed with her or not.”  Sarton then continued, as I also  would; “with me it’s the Muse who causes poetry (and painting) by focusing the world. Focusing the world-Yes! That is what occurs for me. So thank you, my dear Muse. Please stay with me. You help me see and feel the world with greater intensity and in more depth than ever before. It is a gift from heaven.

Angel in the dust

Magic Moments-For today

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For the moment I hope this watercolor sketch will do for today’s post. We each must use the time we are given in positive ways. And I can hope that even an activity like this can help ease the troubled world look toward the positive and the good. Later I may post more on inspiration. First though, there are things that must be done in the day to keep my promises to others. So for now a little sketch I painted while hosting at Hollister House Garden yesterday.

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The time was just about 3:06 when I received a message from my muse and knew I had to pick up the brush and let the paint sing.-thank you-

I will include 2 photos of the interior of the garden as well.

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Everywhere there are people creating beauty if we but open our hearts to it.

Angel in the dust

Magic Moments-Figure Studies