In the gloaming now
The geese line up to take flight
And with one sound, whoosh!
Art Prescription: I love watching animals communicating. They seem to do such a better job than us humans. In unison bird flocks, horse herds, and geese make a move at the same time, as if choreographed.
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor with pen and ink
Heard the news today
People and things come and go
The circle of life.
Art Prescription: One of my favorite horses is leaving the farm. I will miss this gentle giant, and grieve. Gives a slight meaning to “birds of a feather.”
Watercolor 8 1/2 x 11
A technique practice.
Art Prescription: Bird feathers and eggs are a good way to explore the many ways to lay down watercolor on paper. Today in my studio we explored wet on wet, and blending watercolors.
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor
Petals whither, fresh thistle
For yellow goldfinch.
Art Prescription: I so enjoy hearing the sweet sound of the goldfinches coming for thistle.
Watercolor with my chop that says “hope”
Perfect design, flight
The ability to soar
Over great expanse.
Art Prescription: Ever look up at a bird soaring on wind currents and wonder what that would be like? Just drifting along at a pace designed by nature. The here and now…
Watercolor and Colored Pencil 8 1/2 x 11
Through the August leaves
Families of birds fly on
Art Prescription: Parents and their offspring are frequenting my feeder. Fledglings sit twittering, waiting for the parent to feed them. Parents shuffle in the seed, trying to teach their young to eat on their own. Successful parenting is huge.
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor
In this moment, now
I feel peace, content, and safe
A mantra for all.
Living is easy
Summertime and sweet nectar
Things with wings gather.
Art Prescription: Index card with colored pencil and watercolor…
The box…quiet now
Nature walks to her own drum
Empty nest syndrome.
Art Prescription: I’ve so enjoyed watching my little nest box beside my studio active with life.
Nature’s works of art
Design driven by instinct
Art Prescription: As spring continues on her course, I’m completely in awe of how the natural world takes care of itself without missing a beat. I have two beautiful nests in my trees, one of Mourning Doves, and the other Robins. I so enjoy sneaking a peak at the females as they sit on their brood, as the males nervously bring food as an offering. Seems most bird species have the parenting thing down-pat. Each “person” knows their role and there is no arguing about who last took out the trash.
Bluebird Egg Collage – framed and listed in my Etsy shop 🙂