Big billowing clouds
Rise upward. Grey bellies full
Flash! Light sparks the air!
Art Prescription: This time of year with the level of heat and humidity, afternoon thunderstorms are predictable. On my evening walk the barometric pressure seems palpable. The sky is full of big plumes of clouds, layers of atmospheric turmoil. Storms are another chance to respect and be in awe of nature! Ever tried to paint a stormy sky? This is where watercolor “blooms” come in handy!
Tomatoes, peppers
Onion, fresh cilantro, mix
Cook for the spirit.
Art Prescription: Cooking is about so much more than add heat and stir. It’s about shopping for fresh produce, local if you are lucky, and preparing dinners that fill a house with the aroma of love.
Crow caws chant
, still air
Late warm sun casts long shadows
Sweat rolls down my face.
Art Prescription: Sometimes it’s interesting to just walk and listen. What’s the most distant sound you hear? Walking can be a meditation…step after step…being in the moment with what’s going on around you.
Metamorphosis
The caterpillar grows wings
Drinks life’s new nectar.
Art Prescription: One constant in life is change. And it is probably one of the most difficult parts about being human. Each day we have to accept changes in our bodies, our environment, our jobs, our families. The challenge may not be the change itself, but how we cope. Change is hard, especially for folks like me who are creatures of habit. My husband sometimes compares me to “Rain Man,” because out of my routine I get a little anxious. Guilty as charged. On the other hand change is sometimes good. Something may happen to jar us out of our contented routine, get our attention, and cause us to have to shift our thinking a bit. Like a slug being pulled off a rock, we hold on, until the moment we are plopped down elsewhere to find new balance.
Thunder booms, nice rain
Asparagus, shallot quiche
Live in the moment.
Art Prescription: I find myself as of late anxiously wondering about the future. Checking my email frequently for that one company I’d love to license with. In the mean time busy submitting new art for 2013 product. Art licensing requires you to live a bit in the future…future trends…future possibilities. My evening walk was side-tracked by a thunder-storm. So I set about to bake a quiche. What’s in the fridge? Asparagus. Nice. Reminding myself to live in the moment I layer shallots, asparagus, and freshly cut basil from my garden with mozzarella cheese. This aroma now fills my house.
Where-ever we roam
There’s no place like home, and cats
Blooms, garden glory.
Art Prescription: Was nice to get a change of scenery, and nice to be right back in my very own back-yard watering my garden. My Gerber Daisies are bursting with blooms. I love the young blossoms as they curl their way up. Life is complicated, and if you can be happy and content just by the essence of the place you call home, that is fortunate. Some souls wander their whole lives never knowing the meaning of true home. For me to do art, I must be grounded in time and space!!
Historic houses
Water front, sail-boat masts, yachts
Bridges arc river.
Art Prescription: Sam and I rode bikes all over Newbern, NC. Beautiful old houses and cemeteries draped with moss. Different visuals for the artist eye…good inspiration.
Change of scenery
A cure for the listless soul
Explore a new town.
Art Prescription: Perhaps the heat is getting to me…day after day of endless sweat. Or maybe I need a change of scenery. I’ve been thinking a lot about boat scenes. I love a harbor in the evening. There is a town called Newbern in NC that is right on the river. Bike trails take you around town and river-front. Sounds like a day trip…let’s see: sketch books, watercolor pencils, ink, an adventurous spirit.
Oppressive still heat
Deep thoughts about life, living
Dragonfly flickers.
Art Prescription: Life is like a river, swirling water changes constantly. All making its way to the sea, where there are high tides and low tides. What to do when you are feeling a bit like a bauble floating along? Walk…think (too much)…accept where you are right now. One of my favorite artists, Jeanne Carbonetti, says there is always a void before a great idea.
Morning shady path
Bird soars high in fluffy clouds
Cicadas prattle.
Art Prescription: The path in my neighborhood is nice and shady in the morning. Today I worked on painting a baby gift for a dear friend. I also mowed, boy it’s hot…time for a cold beer!
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