Monday, December 11, 2017

The Longest Night

The upside is we only have 10 days until the longest night of the year. I always mark it with ceremony - a candle and contemplation.

I'm intrigued by night, and this being the longest makes it all the more haunting and scary. I become super alert and conscious - primal.

The Longest Night • 8"x 8" acrylic frame to 12" x 12" • $250

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Remember the Peace and Quiet

For those of you who will not get a Holiday card from me in your mail boxes, here you go.

I am sending this out to the people of planet Earth today hoping that we might remember what peace and quiet looks and feels like. Recent world events would indicate that we've forgotten.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

City Bling

Portland is getting the holiday spirit on - its bling.

 I can see the bling, but don't usually feel it because my annual
"do I really believe in all of this stuff" 
mind debate kicks in like clockwork every year
right after Thanksgiving.

But then, every year the internal war ends. In a draw.
Nothing wins, no one looses. 
 I simply walk out into the night, look up at the stars on the eve
and report to the universe that I believe. 
I don't know exactly what I believe quite yet - I'm only in my late 60s.
I just stand there small in comparison,
but big and brave in song and let it rip.


Then I go back indoors, climb into bed and forget the whole debate until next year.
It is a peculiar holiday tradition.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Thanksgiving 2017


For me, Thanksgiving is always a time to express gratitude. A not so small part of that gratitude is unapologetically for stuffing, one great American side that I only make and eat during this holiday.

I am grateful for a lot of other things too, of course - family, friends, a warm bed at night, health, a society that still needs my work, and food enough to keep me standing and able to put one foot in front of the other.

I'm also grateful for people who come to this country from all over the world looking for those things, and also freedoms they don't have where they're from. They are always a reminder to me that we as individuals are only as well off as the community in which we live, and if they have an alternative to stuffing, I can honestly and with gratitude declare with hand over heart, that I would be open to it.

Thanksgiving 2017 • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250

Monday, November 6, 2017

Blame It On The Moon

To say the weather has been looney lately would be a gross understatement. And when the weather gets looney, so does the rest of the planet. But when we humans get looney, we are the only ones, I think, to blame it on the moon.

Humans have been blaming the moon on everything they can get away with blaming it on, from mental instability and generally bad behavior, to bodily breakdowns and uncontrollable physical aggression. As far as I can determine, only tides and Wolfman have the right to blame the moon.

Fortunately, science has debunked a lot of the moon lore out there. But for those whose brains refuse scientific proof, even though they do seem to understand and accept the scientific existence of their own brains, the moon will continue to be a major source of blame for just about everything they refuse to take responsibility for.

Blame It On The Moon • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

What Was Is No Longer

Whoa - that was fast! What was, is no longer in a short 24 hours thanks to a big wind that blew my leaves, and my painting, clear to the coast.

I painted this last week figuring I had some time before the landscape flipped. Having no expectations and being flexible aren't new concepts, they're part of staying in the present. I made a mistake thinking I had more time.

What Was Is No Longer • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250

Thursday, October 26, 2017

The Drama Out There

Let's face it, we are a universe of drama. Stars are exploding, our very existence is ever expanding and morphing, and we as animals continue to evolve. We've gone through major drama in this country before. What's happening now is nothing new. At least right now, we're not hurling grenades and bombs at each other, literally anyway, unless you count gun violence which is referred to as an  "epidemic."

I take a drive around the countryside quite often to look at what the planet is doing. It takes my mind off what's happening in my own small life, in state and federal governments, and the world. I suppose we're entitled to throw a human volcano, earthquake, tornado or hurricane out there just like the planet does, but human drama is never a lesson in humility and place in the realm of things. Human drama is always ugly and mean and cruel. Will we ever learn - I hope so.

The Drama Out There • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12"• $250