Trimmed in Copper
12 x 24
wood | copper | wire
8 x 10
I see great value in listening…hearing what is and isn’t being said. For me listening is a practice…
Just this moment.
I have always liked glyphs…distilled thought in simple images. I have been interested in petroglyphs, calligraphy, neo-expressionists graffiti…minimalism story telling.
I am a student of the present moment. I am deeply interested in the grace of the here and now.
In the past year while enrolled in a lovely course called A Year of Mindfulness I have been combining my interests. While listening to my classes I draw graphic notes. I don’t correct (eek spelling mistakes) or re write. Just a fluid listening and drawing. This practice offers me a space of deep and present listening…
Just this moment.
I am fine.
My rational mind is so capable of sliding into the drivers seat. All is well…let me drive. With barely a flicker of awareness of my well worn habit, I take the back seat. I am fine.
While I clean the kitchen and organize the house…a wonderful back seat activity for me..I notice the flicker.
If I am fine what is the tightness I feel. What is this annoyance. Oh I am fine.
Well what about mindfulness of emotion. Are you fine? What if you follow the thread of this…turn towards it…feel it…notice it…unpack it. Read More
35 x 35
Loss is hard.
My family is having a tough year.
It is one of those big times. The winds are blowing hard.
I have been talking to my Dad a lot lately about loss. He is a wise man that reminds me to celebrate the lives we have shared, that life is rich with love, family, art, music, books, nature, laughter and yes loss. His grounding steadies me.
My dad died in 1999. Read More
Form & Function
beauty in the ordinary
Woodblock print on drop cloth
4 for $25
Form and function draws me in.
Every once in a while something catches my eye and holds it.
I love simple, old style good quality…somehow it speaks to the feeling of taking care of things, people, time, rather than throwing them
I also love the practice of …seeing beauty in the ordinary…things that catch my eye include cheese cloth, wooden clothes pins, mason jars, good rope, hand carved wood blocks, old style cotton drop cloths… oh and just the other day I found some wonderful old style cotton painters cloths at the hardware store that look like beautiful linen napkins…
I had an experience that encouraged me to dive under and look around. I often seem to relate to water to teach me…the painting feels like a swim under water at the lake. The feeling of the painting for me was to take the time to go inside and enjoy the look around…all is well above the water line… others can stand lookout…dive under and look around.
I love summer..I love the sea and the beach. I love that sun drenched sandy feeling when you can see the effects of the warmth and relaxed ways show up on buildings, in designs…I love the way my favorite shorts fade but are still my favorites. I was playing with the idea of a well used/loved surfboard. Rough from the sand, wax, salt and sun…because I work in the abstract I am just working with evoking that feeling. This painting needed to be long so I braced two canvasses together..a long board effect 🙂
60 x 36
I spent a lot of time at the beach with my family as a young girl. I loved to swim in the ocean and play in the waves..there would be times though when I would see a big wave building and the returning wave would pull me towards it…it could be scary. Someone wise (probably one of my older brothers) taught me to find the spot to dive through the wave. You could stand there fixated on the coming wave and be tossed and turned or you could be present…find the spot…and dive through…I haven’t lived near the ocean for many years but that advice has helped me many times since.
Mixed media on board
48 x 26
Minka is one of my very favorite films…you can watch it here (it is only 15 minutes long) …I watch it every few months and after the last time…I painted this.
Sketch printed to canvas
16 x 20
This is a symbol I started drawing when my children were born about 20 years ago. I really like the idea of distilling things to simple expression. I like glyphs…I like simple lines that express meaning.
I love being a mother. I wanted to create a space of love and peace for my children to grow up in. It is a symbol of peace but also engaged peace. Nurture peace…create the space for peace..it is active.
I like thinking about the micro and the macro. At times over the years the symbol has been about caring for our earth. Sometimes the child looks after the mother..in this case we need to take care of mother earth. I often think of this symbol when tempers flare in world news. How do we nurture peace. Anger is easy…nurturing peace is skillful work. I find that work very interesting.
The work I find the most meaningful is starting with myself. Be the change as it were. I think that is how we nurture peace..we are peace…
Looking for beauty is kind of like learning a secret language. Once you know the secret everything becomes apparent. Once I begin to look for beauty it is like a veil is lifted. Beauty abounds…and always has. The more I look the more I see. It is rather astounding and awesome. Nature provides stunning beauty every moment, every day. It is almost comical how, head down, I don’t stand in awe every day.
There is so much to see, so much to learn and so much to appreciate. A few years ago I started a habit called “10 things” to take note and photograph beauty…what catches my eye…10 things every month..or so. I started this with the intention of photographing Grace, acts of kindness. Somehow this idea morphed into beauty. Funny that the more I work with becoming aware of beauty the more Grace I see. I see beauty in each person, in the little spaces and each day, not always but this practice I believe has helped me see Grace in everything. To become aware of how it is all an expression of Grace.
I still have plenty of frustration, fixation and anxiety, I think those are just my travelling companions…for now anyway…but the practice of seeing beauty…being a present audience to this wondrous unfolding makes me feel lucky.
Life is Good
(3) 6 x 36
Well first of all..life is good 🙂 Yes I realize it is also hard, scary and sad…but it is also good. I painted this in the middle of a summer at the lake. Boating, swimming, reading, meals on the deck with family…the painting is an expression of warm…sunny…happy times on the water.
48 x 48
Pure joy. That is what a day at the beach in the tide pools with my son Jack felt like. I spent many many happy days at the beach as a kid balancing from rock to rock to explore the beautiful tide pools that low tide would reveal. Endless days of exploration and curiosity. To then take my son to share in that experience..well..pure joy.
Trimmed in Copper
10 x 10
I was really struck by a statement I read when at a Tom Thomson show at the National Gallery, “…Thomson found beauty in the most uncommon scenes – Jackson wrote: “To most people Thomson’s country was a monotonous dreary waste, yet out of one little stretch he found riches undreamed of. Not knowing all the conventional definitions of beauty, he found it all beautiful…”
This started an awareness of beauty in the dreary, mundane and sometimes in the unpleasant..like a drop of gasoline in a puddle. This painting was inspired by Tom and a puddle in a muddy parking lot. I appreciate the offering of seeing the beautiful in unexpected places.
Trimmed in Copper
12 x 24
It interests me where I can sense history in nature. In lichen, in the never changing solid rocks I walk on in the summer…knowing my father and his and his walked the same rocks…in the moss…in the bark of a tree. I painted this and was contacted by a beautiful photographer in the Yosemite area who said…I think we are doing something similar…I loved that he could sense what I was doing and when I look at his work…I agree.
I knew when I painted this I had expressed a deep part of myself…my spirit…something deep and eternal. Funny how art goes..for me I try to work from an open place of joy and curiosity..I am not trying to paint..something..but rather paint… from someplace..that place.
Because I work in the abstract my work may look rather odd to others but strangely I know when something is expressed. I felt rather vulnerable showing this piece …it really is a self portrait. When my friend Scott bought my painting he pointed out that he could see me in the painting…I let him know it was an abstract expression. Then he showed me…no I can see you..look here …your shoulder..your hip…and he was right there I am. He found the form in the formless.