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Saturday, June 6, 2015
Fleeting Light on Tugalo
Fleeting Light on Tugaloo
"Fleeting Light on Tugaloo" 14 x 18 inches Oil on Canvas PURCHASE INFORMATION |
I'm transfixed by late afternoon light, most especially during those few moments just before the sun sets when you can see the light moving, bouncing from spot to spot. There's a radiant glow in the shadows unlike at any time during the day, not even in the mornings just as the sun is rising.
Here on the Tugaloo river I was floating in a canoe, knowing it would be dark before reaching a place to pull in, but not really caring. A couple of other folks were paddling, so my entire attention was on the light and those radiant shadows.
Saturday, November 1, 2014
Late Afternoon October
"Late Afternoon October" 16 x 20 inches Oil on Canvas |
Friday, October 10, 2014
Last of September Greens
"Last of September Greens" Purchase |
Thursday, September 18, 2014
September Woods, One
"September Woods, One" 14" x 18" Oil on Canvas Purchase |
With each painting of my woods, some new level of belonging to them emerges and weaves itself into all that I am. These are not just scenes nor are they just paintings to be admired. Rather each of these is a search for finding my oneness with every ounce of sap that moves through these trees, with every bug that's busying itself among them, with every leaf that is undergoing its metamorphosis, getting ready to change its color and then drop to the ground.
Saturday, September 6, 2014
"August Woods, Two" 8" x 10" Oil on Canvas Board PURCHASE |
Sunday, August 31, 2014
My August Woods
"My August Woods" 16 x 20 Oil on Canvas |
This summer more than any during the twenty-six years I've lived in these woods, they've held a devoted magic for me. It could be that during the winter, I blazed trails throughout my six acres of woods, paths I walk daily with Maggie who delights in exploring all around the trails, checking with me from time to time, but always cognizant of where I am whether or not we're within sight of each other. Or perhaps as I get older, I'm learning to stroll through these paths soaking in the life around me rather than being distracted by brain chatter. Whatever the reason, our walks along these are the most special part of every day.
How the lights and shadows carry on their perpetual dance from sun up to sundown and even in moonlight has always filled me with a sense of mystery and feeling that I am one energy with them. Quantum physics is now revealing to us that all our ordinary reality, even our physical bodies, is made of energy. This feeling of being one with all was within my conscious awareness while working on this painting of a section of the path toward sundown.
Monday, July 28, 2014
The Lesson of a Moneyplant
"What the Tree Frog Sees" 12 x 16 Oil on Canvas |
If you were a tree frog, this is the size you would see the moneyplant blossom. The human eye, though, sees it as a tiny member of a larger cluster. But the closer we move our human eyes to it, the larger it becomes, and the more brilliant the purple. As our focus become more intent on the petals, the surrounding foliage surrenders to soft patterns. Do we then remember the moneyplant blossom as tiny or large?
Saturday, June 14, 2014
"As the Sun Is Rising" 12 x 16 inches Oil on Canvas |
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
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