Like spaghetti strands
Horses eat steady supply
Of hay to keep warm.
Art Prescription: My horse is so well cared for during these cold winter nights. He gets lots of hay to keep his metabolism going, which is how horses stay warm. Night, night, Finn…
Watercolor 8 x 8:
Onto the canvas
No hesitation or doubt
She let go of fear.
Art Prescription: This could be a start or a finish. I’ll sleep on it…
30 x 40 acrylic on canvas:
Sixty-six degrees
Winter of discontent gone
For a hint of spring.
Art Prescription: Painting in my studio with the door wide open makes my soul fly high.
Mixed-media on paper:
Birds bathe, babbling creek
Preen in warm winter sunshine
Melting snow runs south.
Art Prescription: Walked Mason Farm with my love today. There are still patches of snow on the ground, but the birds don’t mind. They hop about energetically on a brisk January day.
Index card with colored pencil, fabric, and improvisational sewing:
A huddle of leaves
A January still life
Together we fall.
Art Prescription: Perfect temperature for a nature walk. Lots of birds singing, robins, nuthatches, cedar waxwings, chickadees, cardinals. I was looking to see what might be coming out of the ground, but instead found this bunch of leaves an interesting subject.
Pen and Ink Sketch en plein air in my art journal and colored pencil once home:
Snow-bound in cabin
Deep in the woods, a fire roars
No place to go now.
Art Prescription: What?… Wake?… Get back to work? …Well it was good while it lasted!!
Acrylic on paper:
Out of the purple
A field of wild irises
She ran with the wind.
Art Prescription: Sometimes you just have to go with it…
Watercolor:
Cold front moving in
Wind whips tree branches, rattles
Blue birds hunker down.
Art Prescription: What a fuss? Blue birds claiming territory so early? Perhaps a warm box seems like a good idea!
Watercolor
Rivers of rain run
A drop travels to the sea
Long fruitful journey.
Art Prescription: And really isn’t that what we all want? A long fruitful journey…a journey filled with grace.
8 x 8 watercolor
Post-holiday blues
The hubbub grows more quiet
Time for reflection.
Art Prescription: For most people this week after the mad dash of the holiday season is a time of regaining a sense of normal.
Thoreau (who went off alone into the woods by the way) says, “The life in us is like the water in a river. It rises, even floods, but then it recedes until it finds its true level.”
As life falls back into its regular pace we move into a new year of hopes, dreams, and intentions!
Mixed media:
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