Form and color

It was an overcast day and somehow it made the golden colors

of this tree even richer.

The mist adds to the dreamlike quality of it.

When the colors are gone we have to learn to love the

subtleties of greys and browns.

Can it be?

Oh my.

What you find when you go through old family papers.

These are from a stack of letters I wrote my parents while I was

1000 miles away at the State University of Iowa.

I loved it there.

But I missed my family terribly. We were very close.

If these had been emails, I wouldn't be photographing them today.

Nor would I have the chance to revisit evidence of how close we were

and how happy I was.

I think it is a very sad state of affairs.

Snow in October?

Yet another shot of the remarkable October snow here.

Poor mums are weighed down. But they bounced back!

Nature is resilient.

We're part of Nature!

The past, the past and the present!

The subject line for this post is full of layered meaning.

We have here an absolutely beautiful pastel done by an old friend

who is very dear to me.

This is Lillian Russell (no, she was not my friend!).

The artist once was my babysitter. Has to have been well over

sixty years ago, too long ago to count.

I just received this image in an email and HAD to print it out

and put it on my studio bulletin board.

There you have it.

Someone from the past drawn by someone from my past who is

now in my present.

This vase is loved

This lovely iridescent vase has been in my

family for many years.

I use it often and every time that I do,

I think of my Father carefully and

lovingly washing it after

the flowers that had faded away

were gone.

I can see him at the sink with his

hand down inside its narrow length.

Washing it oh so carefully so all the

spots of residue were gone

and no quick moves were made that

might break it.

Now I wash it with the same care.

And here it is for you to see.

It is about 14" tall and has such lovely

colors that play over its surface.

Behind it

on the wall

is another memory of

love.

All of a kind

 

Recently, when I decided to group all my stuffed animals and figurines of animals on one shelf in my studio, I had no idea that my Lucy was paying so much attention to my plan. She was!

Juxtaposition

 

Sometimes things present themselves unexpectedly. I was having lunch with a friend and was looking around as I always do....for compositions that might make a good painting. How's this!