….a new year beckons
with magical untold tales
embrace each moment…
About a year ago I signed up for a watercolor class at the local Y – not being an avid watercolor fan especially, but being very eager to take a ‘formal’ class in one of the Fine Arts; to learn art technique and principles from that perspective.
Well, I was not only presented with all kinds of wonderful information, I became fascinated with using this form of paint. I love the transparency of watercolor and the ability to subtly layer color upon color. It is so exciting to put down a swipe of color on a wet surface and to coax it gently in the direction you want. The color has a mind of its own and often does more interesting and exciting things than your original idea.
I’ve worked on various kinds of projects to learn different skills – most of these are still unfinished. Some will remain unfinished – some I am still working on. This street scene is probably my favorite completed piece thus far.
….a new year unfolds
with magical untold tales
embrace each moment…
Live the life you were meant to live in 2013…and always.
Coco has an exquisitely written blog. I love reading her stuff and wanted to share it with all of you!
I awaken, open my eyes and remember with a sinking feeling
that I won’t be hearing from you today.
You won’t be there to surprise me with a sweet hello.
Such a silly little thing to have been so often the highlight of an otherwise dull day filled with monotonous chores.
Such a silly little thing to miss so fiercely,
but so typical of the you I’ve come to know.
And come to count on to pick me up from the depths and kick my butt and tell me not to be so hard on myself.
Reminding me that life’s too short to be hung up on the little things.
I took it all to heart
Even if you thought I wasn’t listening.
It’s been a hard journey made easier by words like yours,
always timely, ever welcome
Open to hearing my woesome tales of loss, of disappointment and grief
Patient with my ranting and tolerant of misplaced anger
You’ve been a constant in a capricious world.
Demonstrating by example the courage to travel your own path
As I was embarking upon my own;
applauding my successes and dishing out heady
doses of lavish praise that stirred my creative spirit.
While I watched you as you tilled the soil of your life’s journey –
Planning your future and showing your devotion to your family.
Always feeling close
Almost a kinship
Certainly one of spirit and harmony.
Life is full of surprises and things change.
Inevitably and never according to our timetables
Friendships begin, evolve, and strengthen
And sometimes meet with chaotic forces
that threaten to destroy all the inherent good.
Always being tested by external stresses. we sometimes
create our own distracters unaware of potential for harm.
And when communication is lacking or unclear
or expectations not well defined
we cause hurt without rancor to those we care for most.
Utter spiteful words, throw out hasty accusations,
or fail to explain actions that could be perceived as hostile.
Beyond the words, despite the actions
the singular beauty of friendship
can survive or perish
determined by the value placed on it.
The repercussions of this episode will echo
endlessly for this lonely friend
unless some resolution is made possible.
There’s still a lot to do
more hurdles to overcome, more strength needed.
The support, encouragement and admiration of a true friend
Is precious and sometimes even vital.
You are that precious vital friend.
February has rolled around once more. This year our Haiku prompt word is ‘moon.’ When I get back to the Valley I’ll work on the challenge, writing my haiku based on the prompt and completing a piece of artwork to represent it. In the meantime I’m jotting down some ideas – a stream of consciousness series of associations for the word ‘moon’.
Last year the February prompt word was ‘love.’ With so many new people on board this year I decided to encore the February 2011 haiku and art work. The piece was and is one of my favorites. My goal for the artwork was to illustrate feelings resulting from the loss of love and the subsequent attempts to hide emotions from others.
Here you have a heart that has been fractured into many pieces along the faultlines that were there all along. And floating over the pieces of the heart are a tangle of ribbons attempting to hide the tears underneath.
All the red “shards” combine to form one complete heart. The pieces have been attached to the background with a lot of heavy quilting. I used heavy cotton plus metallic. The ribbons are hand tacked. Under the ribbons are tear-shaped beads peeking out. I purposefully left the thread tails and frayed edges alone as they are part of the over all feeling that I wanted to generate.