Small Worlds

Small work - roughly 8"x10" - yet to be titled

It rained so hard today - sheets and sheets of rain... 

for the first time in my life, I actually felt a little fear. 

I feared the ever intensifying rains might never slow. 

A clearing in mid-afternoon brought a steady rhythm of drops

in pools and puddles and overflowing birdbaths. Hemlock trees, 

mosses and ferns celebrated the rain by wearing balls of colored light. 

Tiny red and green jewels dangled and danced at the end of 

branches. Science tells me the water was refracting sunlight, 

but I recognize magic, too, when I see it. 

Small work - roughly 8"x10" - yet to be titled

In the studio last week, I practiced what I preach - the great 

exercise of many, many small studies to explore deep into 

the world of one's work. In a very small sketchbook, I made 

teeny tiny paintings - about the size of index cards - 

and had a wonderful, woodland journey. 

The next 6 images are Teeny Tiny Paintings...  

they informed the Small Work above. 

I learn so much from this practice, and am interested in a 

number of them in their own right - small worlds I 

like to travel in.

The next three images are also exploratory, but they are 

the larger size, around 8"x10". In truth, I approach most 

of my work as an exploration, it keeps me searching, 

wondering what else is possible, what will I find, 

just beyond that next tree? 

I'm celebrating feeling a little better, day by day. 

I have posted more here in the past week than 

I have in long while. Trying out short posts to see what that is like, 

though this might not qualify as short anymore.