Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Filling in the landscape

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Home... grows on you

work in process...
Here are three things not even close to being done. I love the studio when the paint is wet and projects line up.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Monday, March 15, 2010

Steps to forgive

I think I've stopped dissolving. My painting has gone through as many transformations as my flighty horoscope-gemini-mood-moon-calendar! First I was too illustrative, then unbearably dark and shadowy. A frustrated brainless attack left the paintings a surface victim. Now, after today, I find the line and color are resolving themselves. In my own life I am starting to feel less the protagonist in a dramatic short story, not as much in the guilt ridden shadows, and actually, eventually, more substantial and brilliant. It took measures such as confessional tea dates with very patient girlfriends, driving across states to help a bigger cause, spending time rooted with siblings, working the gratitude list, crying salty oceans, and telling myself over and over that I forgive me. I forgive me. I didn't do it perfectly, but I can believe in more joy.

She's starting to get her form back!

For a while she was dissolving... I am so relieved to see her quietly emerge. I think this painting has a brighter future.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Building an ark in one day

Boarding on a plane last week a passenger startled me when he asked me what I knew about Noah's Ark. I answered, a little more rudely than normal, "Why do you want to know?!"
The reality was that that very subject was hanging over my head.
I was faced with a slew of scheduling challenges that left me one sunny cloudless day with the huge task of building an ark for a production of Noah's Ark and the local theater. Here is the work in process... See what you can do with 4 hours, some cardboard, a glue gun, wire, and black paint? I will post finished version when I reshoot at a rehearsal next week...
Back to the passenger. The next question was if I knew what kind of light Noah had on the ark.
A flood light.

Thursday, March 11, 2010


I am surprised I have a shadow for to do so, I must have substance. I feel vaporous.
So depressed about my children and their choices. I am powerless.
Who am I if I am not their mother anymore?
I threw down maps....
I am nothing but tracks between places I have been...

bleeding heart and shadow

Tried to take her down into the shadows....

bleeding heart

Is this becoming too illustrative?
It's hard to look at!