Teasel - quick sketch
When the teasel blooms, its quite a spectacle!
I love the spike patterns and the strange way it
blooms. Sometimes it starts from the center,
other times from the top as this one...
what a truly amazing plant to witness - from
dangerous to downright over the top fancy in a few days!
Weed drawing from yesterday...
Balance is a good thing.... I've been
balancing my list of art-biz tasks with
blocks of time in the studio. Some of
the urgency around deadlines is eased, so,
finding balance is easier. At present
I'm mostly exploring, playing and settling
in after bringing so much old work
back from my parents' house that
needed to find places to live in my
When work is happening.... piles of paper and bits
of inspiration fill my work table.
Two older sketches exploring natural patterns.
I cleaned out the studio loft
that housed nothing but empty moving
boxes... they seemed precious at the time,
but since I don't plan on moving,
better to have my old work
stored nicely somewhere. I need to
build some shelving to house the
HUNDREDS of old sketchbooks from
Greece and piles of drawings my
my parents so carefully saved.
I think I was probably 10 or 11 when I did this one below!
click to enlarge and read the funny signs!
This is a self-portrait from sometime
in the 1980's - I
KNOW my mother must have
said it was sooo unflattering!
Below is one of my first
paintings from Samos, Greece.
Goats in Agios Konstantinos where I
studied art in a small studio program and
fell in love with the land and began
eight years of living there part-time.
"Goats" from Summer 1987.
Below is a small diptych from graduate school,
sometime in 1993, I think. I was playing
with using the grain of the wood panel
as part of the image. I used this technique
a lot in later paintings if I could find interesting
panels. I'm still interested in this idea and want
to explore it again. Not the best shot of it,
but you get the idea.
I visited my parents twice in the past few weeks,
to finally get to the overwhelming task of
clearing out a huge wall of work I had
stored there. They are moving, so, finally
I had to go do it. It was actually kind of
entertaining to re-visit all my old images.
My father and I laughed at some really bad stuff,
and I had a kind of semi-private retrospective
exhibition in the basement.
I purged quite a bit, but couldn't let go of
sketchbooks. Some of the ones from Greece
are wonderful to look back at. I'll share some
images from there sometime.
My father took two trailer loads of old paintings,
drawings, and sculpture to the dump - some awful work and
some damaged. I took carloads of large paintings, sketchbooks
and portfolios back home with me each time.
Thank goodness for the studio loft!
someone's stone stack in the river
On the weather situation, we still have had very
little rain. Thunderstorms seem to skirt around
here many afternoons, but very few have
come to the forest. Its been hot, which means
I've been swimming at the river.
I can't quite make it home without a stone or two.
Feeling an abundance of gratitude today while strolling
through the garden. There is something so profoundly
healing in sharing space with an exuberance
of flowers and the strangely blooming teasel.
Buzzes and flights of pollinators
doing their thing all day is a healing thing.