The Sunny Pea

These are three of the paintings that were in progress shown in a previous blog. Terry walked into my studio yesterday and asked why they weren't signed. I said, "cuz their not done." He just laughed and walked away. He has a running joke that my paintings get an inch thick 'cuz I'm never done with them. So, I decided to show him. I did some "final" touch up, signed them, and here they are. Flaws and all. These are acrylics on 12" (I think - they might be 15"... I'll measure them later...) square wrapped canvases so they don't need a frame. I meant for them all to be together, so I'm not sure why I signed all three. Maybe I'll go undo that. Terry and I had taken a drive to see a big ski resort in VT (dead ghost town in the summer time) and came back through Woodstock, a town we really like a lot. We were zipping through in the convertable and I was snapping pictures of anything that caught my eye. The colorful flowers were one.

Faith, hope and wisdom. Supposedly that is what the Iris symbolizes. The Iris has a significant place in history as the emblem of France -- the Fleur-de-Lis -- established in the 11th century by the king of France. Here is an AMAZING painting of this intricate flower called Iris, "in All Its Glory" by artist Gary Mizar: http://www.art4god.com/ncac_07/comments.php?aid=020&eid=B I should aspire to do such work. I need to stop painting so lazily and get back into the detail.... (PS - no I have not entered this contest. I just found it online recently.) ...until then, I shall paint wall hangings that greet me when I get out of the shower.

Ahhright. I was home today, recuperating from being sick, when I had a sudden burst of energy, so I decided to paint. I worked on the acrylics a bit... but got bored very fast ... I will finish them all and post them when I do, but meanwhile, I took a diversion. Across the room from where I sat was a pristine blank, white canvas. It lay there just waiting to have paint transform it into something more than fabric and wood. It looked at me as if to say "pleeeease?" I could hardly stand it. But what? What would I paint? My journey lately as an artist is to focus less on me and my abilities and more on the One who created me - the great Artist and HIS abilities. Every morning I get everything off my mind and on to pages of paper. What started off as mere mumblings about this and that have turned into a form of prayer and establishes my focus for the day. Anyway, I can get into more of that another time, but one thing I have been learning is not to get bogged down with techni...

Through the silence breaks the thunder rolling on the mountains high birds of whisper clocks of chiming summer's moving winter's nigh solo whistle in the trees nothing's moving not a breeze Silence calls out,"Listen to Me." ~ CLJ711 ©2008 "FERNS PRESERVED" (OIL) I would like to take the time to share with you my works in progress. This is hard for me, as I don't like to let people see unfinished works of mine. Unfortunately, as I have learned, I have never been really satisfied that ANY work of mine is ever finished... I am growing though, and learning to accept my humanity. Just as we have been created by the Creator, we were created to create. This is my offering of thanks. First of all, I will take you into my studio, which is down this hall, through the door, past my painting of a clear blue New Hampshire sky at Canterbury Shaker Village. My studio as of right now is located over the sunroom in our home. In the ...