Magic Moments-on Star island

Photos from my week on the isles of shoals off Portsmouth NH:

I have tried to include some of the buildings so you might get a sense of the island culture. I actually had a tendency to photograph seaweed and rocks and grasses. In fact I took very few photos as my flash card was nearly full when I arrived; I had only expected to shoot a few documentary shots. I had not intended to work with photography; my original goal for being on island was to paint. After my easel broke in mid stroke I decided to go with the flow and just enjoy the camaraderie of wonderful fellow conferees and the chance to learn in new areas of interest including singing and learning about my camera!

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Magic Moments-Clouds

“An artist has to be careful never to really arrive at a place where he thinks he’s at somewhere. You always have to realize that you’re constantly in a state of becoming, and as long as you’re in that realm, you’ll sort of be all right.”-Bob Dylan (from No Direction Home)

IMG_2215 (1024x769).jpgWell i have been looking up at clouds in awe of their changing beauty and in spite of filling pages still  have no idea how to capture them in paint.

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Except for the hours and hours when I’ve been deep in a basement studio with my hands covered in clay or singing my voice out in a cold sanctuary rehearsing for Lessons and Carols and Christmas services I’ve focused on clouds. And, they keep changing!-“It’s clouds illusions i recall…” Where has the fall gone? How can it be less than 3 weeks until Christmas and i don’t even have a wreath on the door let alone a decent watercolor to share.

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Well i guess we all just do the best we can and share what we can. No matter how they may appear to us they are what we’ve got today and it is good to have tried. After all if we think we have arrived we probably aren’t in a good place at all!  The best place to be is in a state of becoming.

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Magic Moments-silver and gold

Cloak an empty space and try to fill an awareness vacuum.

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More clouds clicked on this evenings drive home, memories waiting for paint-time runs out.

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Is there a way….?

Is there a sign I should know?

Is there a road I could follow?

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…….?    Yes! pick up that paint brush and get going! -shall do-and will post when there is something to share-soon i hope.

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Magic Moments-unlocking the moment.

I often find myself almost assaulted on daily walks and drives by images and ideas that beg to be painted. But, recently painting has been beyond my will. Trying to paint brings me great pain and unhappiness. I keep asking for the magic to return. – Asking, “Where have you gone?” Oh, I know, “you just need to want to make it happen.” But, what do I want? I want to be happy, happy painting. Why then just paint only something is missing.

-Just try, and try again. Try even when you fail.

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Coyote cubs serenade an evening too soft for witches.

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Dog Moon caught in the old oak lighting liquid colors too dark to paint.

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Road in a yellow wood.

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An unexpected glimpse ever so brief, yet so real, brings anxiety, anger, and despair, until Happiness comes and floods out every other emotion. Could this be the key to unlocking the moment? How can one paint the wonder of quickened breathing and the beating of a heart? Can I hold onto this moment? And, try, try again.

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Magic Moments-Moon Rise

and a poem from Rumi’s little Book of Life

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Put your thoughts to sleep

Let them not cast a shadow

Over the moon of your heart

Drown them in the sea of love.

While working in the main garden cutting down the dead stalks of Peonies and Lingularia and planting a few remaining daffodil bulbs I was given a moment of magic as the sun set red-orange behind me across the West Meadow and the moon rose to the east behind the pines and old maples:

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Magic Moments-come with acceptance

Thank you Jane for your latest post. I was just about to post a little sketch inspired by the sunset and clearing weather we were given this evening. It is so lovely to just pick up a brush and let the colors go. this was done with a triad I am currently experimenting with:

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Prussian Blue-cool,staining,transparent, and grainy

Raw sienna-earth tone,semi opaque

Vermillion-warm,transparent

Each of these pigments has a complex personality and together they allow huge variation of effect. That is if one can get the mix right and control the water. I am struggling and would welcome comments from others. I am always interested in trying new pigment/triad combinations and would welcome suggestions and advice.

In another sunset scene over the ocean-

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i am still struggling with getting the colors i need in this painting using the above triad and have settled (I think ) on using Thalo blue in the rocks and ultramarine deep in warming the sky.  It was a very cold, bleak sunset so I may still stay  with the Prussian blue in sea and sky. Suggestions welcome???

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But whatever the outcome the best part is doing it and discovering that suddenly i can listen to “You are the New Day” by the Kings Singers again and smile.

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