Sunday, July 12

Inspired by a favorite color combination

pink and orange, 5 " x 5", acrylic on 2" cradle claybord

Monday, June 15

Friday, June 12

Bluebells in my palm, Summer 2009


I am coming into balance.
Subtle shifts fleeting --
I find them when I do simple things -- water the garden, sweep floors, heat/haul water, clear out my spaces . . .
Let me spoon feed you SUMMER.
It is here friend and everyone in Fairbanks is feasting on light and colorful blooms, green and running rivers.
It is a bite by bite event.

Oh yeah, the mosquito's are out and it sure smells smokey tonight -- no matter, life is living duality.

There were loud thunder claps this afternoon and a nap to rain and open windows.

Man, do I love Alaska.
Each summer I tether myself to the Interior.
What was once a spoken wish from my early twenties is now my present day. Life is cyclical like that.

It's lit soft at eleven and I am thinking about FORTUNE again.
It is good to live upon a land that is still so wild, so full of extremes in it's expanse. Northern living carries you to the edge of yourself and I appreciate her lessons in light/shadow and luminescence.

Gathering a running list of good things . . .

The night ends mosquito free - surprisingly enough - for my last sit on my porch. The weekend stretches before me with garage sales, yard work, sun basking and painting. I hope wherever you are you are savoring your summer!

Monday, June 8

Sunday




The way in which this day unfolds is easy. There are birds at the feeder and sunlight is soft through the trees. I am doing a favorite thing - - sitting in the morning sun, drinking coffee and listening to NPR.

Gotta love a Sunday.

Growing up my parents believed that Sunday’s were for basking and participating in simple pleasures -- a big family breakfast, laying in the hammock under tall pines, reading, napping. The impression this belief made on me was lasting, I try my best to reserve one day (maybe not Sunday) for doing a whole lot of nothing.
I will admit, I had a “to-do” list for today. It went like this:

1. Morning Coffee outside on the deck
2. Get creative
3. Do Laundry
4. Post this blog
5. Tidy the cabin

As I was checking off #1, I flashed back to how my folks treated Sunday : it was all about going slow and following whims. Taking that to heart, it is now 2:44pm and I am on a lunch break while checking off #2. I am completely surrendered to staying here ALL DAY. 3,4 and 5 will slide on over to Monday’s list. Today is about honoring large expanses of time to do with what I want and that happens to be PAINT.

In the studio, I am re-working an older body of work. The process has been a thrill ride and the enjoyment is immense. I have turned the ringer off and rolled up my sleeves . . .

Stay tuned dear reader, new work is on it's way!!