Saturday, June 6, 2015
Fleeting Light on Tugaloo
|"Fleeting Light on Tugaloo" 14 x 18 inches Oil on Canvas
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.
Posted by Dianne Mize at 12:20 PM
Saturday, November 1, 2014
|"Late Afternoon October" 16 x 20 inches Oil on Canvas
Posted by Dianne Mize at 11:07 AM
Friday, October 10, 2014
|"Last of September Greens"
Posted by Dianne Mize at 8:31 AM
Thursday, September 18, 2014
|"September Woods, One" 14" x 18" Oil on Canvas
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.
Posted by Dianne Mize at 10:20 AM
Saturday, September 6, 2014
|"August Woods, Two" 8" x 10" Oil on Canvas Board
Posted by Dianne Mize at 12:44 PM
Sunday, August 31, 2014
|"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.
Posted by Dianne Mize at 11:12 AM
Monday, July 28, 2014
|"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?
Posted by Dianne Mize at 9:54 AM
Saturday, June 14, 2014
|"As the Sun Is Rising" 12 x 16 inches Oil on Canvas
Posted by Dianne Mize at 12:21 PM