Monday, April 23, 2018

Whoa! It Just Got Sprung


Whoa! It just got sprung - spring that is. The grass is beginning to green, and the birdies are tweeting their little brains out.  Someone in the neighborhood heard peepers the other night, and Gus the cat has been bouncing around the field like a nut case after all of those fat little critters.

The next big event will be the leafing show when all of a sudden you notices the trees have them and they are like a green haze across the countryside. In the meantime,  here's something to hold on to when those rain days come through in a couple of days.

Whoa! It Just Got Sprung • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250


Monday, April 16, 2018

Damn Damp Depressing and Dreary



I was thinking about my mom the other day - God rest her soul. Every time she came to visit me here in Maine, she'd throw away my dish towels and buy me new ones before I could dry the breakfast dishes the next morning. My towels were clean, they just didn't look it because the very idea of going shopping for new ones was too overwhelming. They tended to be a decade or two old and a bit ratty, but still very usable.

My thoughts then turned to how much I would love to wash my filthy ratty-looking dish towels and watch them dry outside on a sunny day filled with a soft warm southerly. That's how desperate I am these days, entrenched in and looking ahead at a stretch of some of the most damn depressing damp and dreary weather I've seen for a while.

Damn Damp Depressing and Dreary  8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

A Road Somewhere By Stuffed Sheep in a Trippy Landscape


 We were headed south the other day. Thank heavens the sun was visible, because I was constantly questioning whether or not we were headed in the right direction even though I'd been down the same road many, many times. 

We passed a field with a some sheep - they looked stuffed for some reason. You know, the kind that play dead during the day, but come alive at night to haunt you, bah, bah, bah, as soon as your head hits the pillow, destroying any thoughts of sleeping.

Anyway, I could have painted them standing there in the brown stubble that describes this year's spring. Or I could have thrown a little color out there, making the whole scene trippy-looking, because right now that's what seeing any color feels like.

I chose the later because the sanity of many of my friends is at stake here. Fortunately for me, the skiing up north is pretty excellent, otherwise I'd be a head case too.

A Road Somewhere By Stuffed Sheep in a Trippy Landscape • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250

Monday, April 2, 2018

Pin Pricks on the Universal Pin Cusion


I have adopted a mantra. It's an aging thing. Defer nothing. So I've been hanging out in Kingfield for the past two months working on a project and, I will confess, skiing too. The skiing conditions have been both good and rotten up on the mountain, but when they're good, they are awesome and not to be missed. And so I repeat, defer nothing!

In the meantime, the full moons here are spectacular, especially when I get up in the middle of the night to let that last cup of all-natural-super-soothing-herbal-dreamtime-tea go. When I look out the second floor bathroom window down in to the fields and river and hills beyond, I am spellbound - it's magic, and I always wish everyone had the time to see what I do out there.

Gazing at the moon puts everything in to perspective. And when I look up at the moon - without the worry of burning my eyeballs, I am reminded that we are just pin pricks, not even pins, just pin pricks on the infinity that is the universal pin cushion.

Pin Pricks on the Universal Pin Cushion • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250




Saturday, March 24, 2018

And So We Go


And so we go, meandering along - a stream 
from where we began one spring. 
We continue - a flow
all the way to the ocean
and then a current around the globe, 
until we disappear in to the sky - a film aloft 
until - a raindrop now, 
we fall to where we began 
to begin all over again.

Blessings to all of the children who will change the mess we adults have left - we who dared to interfere with the natural cycle of things.

And So We Go • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 10" x 10" • $250

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Up You Go Stephen Hawking


"I am just a child who has never grown up.
I still keep asking these 'how' and 'why' questions.
Occasionally, I find an answer."

Stephen Hawking

Thursday, February 1, 2018

Big Headlight in the Sky



When I got up for my water run the other night, I figured maybe I had slept through without interruption. Turns out dawn was the moon - that Super Red Blue heading home and shining right into our bathroom window like the headlights of a Mac truck. Look at the moon was the first thing that came to mind, just look at that moon!