



I did this painting for my sister's front room. When I got out the camera it was to take a picture of the painting in progress, but the photo seems to be more about a certain purple headdress in the bottom left, don't you think?


Here we see the progression of the family tree collage honoring the women of my mother's family, both past and present. My cousin Lindsey initiated a "Ladies Lunch" at which we gathered to hear stories about our female ancestors, share a delicious spread of soup and sandwiches (perfected on the George, of course), and collaborate on an artistic representation of the stories we heard, as well as our own stories. What a delightful day! Hopefully the collage will be able to travel to different homes of sisters in our family over the years. We've left room for more details to be added by those who couldn't attend, or those may become part of our family in the future. Also, there are quite a few details I still need to add to elaborate on the stories of our female ancestors pictured in the collage. I shall post the finished artwork eventually for all to see. I hope to bring the canvas to our Thanksgiving feast to solicit a bit of help in finishing up some of the details. Thanks for all who were there and helped make the Ladies Lunch such a success.
A silly little decoration I made last year. Not my best, but fun to paint nonetheless.
I painted this portrait of Mavis just a few weeks before baby Jack was born. I'd been wanting to have a portrait of Mavis done for a while but had kept putting it off. Oddly, I suddenly got excited about it. It must have been the right time to do it because it just flowed from my hand almost as easily as writing my name. This was somewhat miraculous to me as I have not enjoyed drawing faces or painting like this for a long time, and have not felt I did it very well in the past, but this portrait was super fun and turned out very well. Vivid colors and patterns represent to me Mavis's vivid, intense personality, and her intelligence. Her eyes also belie intensity despite her reclined pose. The dominant colors are pms 360 & 374 (greens), 114 (yellow), 198 (red), 325 (aqua blue), and 701 (pink).


















There isn't a pantone that can do justice to the magnificence of a sunrise. The colors made with light and transparency are so brilliant. One thing I love about sunrises and sunsets is the ephemeral nature of such an art display. It's of the moment, doesn't last, and can only be enjoyed for a few seconds, maybe minutes. The beauty of it is that despite the impermanence (is that a word?), it has more power to move me than any immobile piece of art. I think that's one thing I love about dance too. It moves me beyond what most other art can, yet there's nothing to show for it afterward. I like that it leaves no physical trace, no footprint, no mess. I don't have to have a place to store it or hang it. As much as I love art on paper or canvas, or some other such medium, it can become a burden in it's redundant need for appreciation and care as time passes. The past can be great to remember, but living in the moment of an ephemeral artwork, then allowing it to pass without regret is refreshing and invigorating to me. Such an act allows for the joy of creation without the aftermath of "what do I do with all of this stuff that is so precious to me that I can't throw it away, but that I really don't have a place for." Food is another medium that fits this fantastic phenomenon of ephemeral art. It can be a joy to create, and bliss to consume, and you can repeat the joy the next day and the next and the next. It actually goes rotten if you try to keep it around for too long. I am reminded of the book "The Power of Now" by Eckhart Tolle. It's a great read. I shall let go of the past, be blissful right now and throw out those shoes I've been saving that I know deep down, I will never wear again.







