Song comes from bushes

Hidden in green, little peeps

Parents deliver.

Art Prescription: Seems everywhere there are bushes and trees singing with the non-stop hungry cries of biddies!

The parents work frantically as a tag team bringing worms and insects galore.

Today I worked on more nurse journals. This design is more gender neutral as there are many male nurses, and every female does not love pink flowers!

Heat of pandemic

Turn toward your garden for news

Coming up roses.

Art Prescription: hi you all! how’s it going?

I’m finding I need to limit my exposure to news. It makes us feel helpless.

I continue to work on journals for nurses.

Big sheet of roses:

All across nation

Nurses are at the bedside

Of Covid- 19.

Art Prescription: Since my work is with elective surgeries, I’m not working on the frontlines as many of my nursing peers.

So, I want to do something to send hope and healing to nurses.

I’m making a varied group of pocket journals to gift to the Medicine ICU at UNC Hospitals.

If art can provide an ounce of comfort during these trying times my heart will be happy.

A few of my neighbors came over for a socially distancing wine and design.

I set up tables far apart and we worked on leaf printing.

Hi dear blog friends,

How are you? How are you coping?

How’s your mood, morale?

Watercolor pencil and venting on page:

In neighbor’s gatden

A stand of Dutch Irises

And I sit and sketch.

Art Prescription: Sitting on a stool in my neighbor’s yard is not such an odd thing. They know me.

I enjoyed sketching these Dutch Irises with a pen and then added watercolor.

Down by the creek bed

Green fiddlehead fronds unfurl

Tall and leafy ferns

Art Prescription: How are you all doing?

Today I gathered a few fern leaves to try another technique. This one starts by wetting the page and laying Watercolor down. Then you lay leaves down on top.

I’ll see how this turns out tomorrow.

He digs, looks both ways

Runs like crazy with the goods

Fresh insects and worms.

Art Prescription: Everywhere you look nature is working hard to bring in a new generation.

On my evening walk I was watching a very busy brown thrasher. He was back and forth between hunting and bringing food to the nest.

I worked on making journals from my leaf printing pages.