Farrier at farm
Horses stand still for this man
Art Prescription: Graphite sketch.
Warm, bright, space where I create
Welcome friends, neighbors!
Art Prescription: Today was a cold, wet, rainy day! And my friends and neighbors still came out to celebrate my open studio with me. Thanks y’all!! For those of you who live a little far off…
Farm entrance, dogwood
Cockle-berry takes hitch-hike
Horses in the woods.
Art Prescription: Both of us in need of clearing our minds, my friend and I. I went and led Finn out of the woods, rode a bit. Then we both took in the calm that is the farm, to clear our heads and sketch!
Blue roses sparkle dreamy
Garden filled with hopes!
Art Prescription: “To live is so startling, it leaves little time for anything else.” …….Emily Dickinson
This is the way I feel looking at a meadow of wildflowers and not being able to draw each and every one!!
Faint from spring beauty
I grasp to take it all in
This one human life.
Art Prescription: Sometimes nature’s beauty overwhelms me. We hiked our favorite place Mason Farm Biological Preserve, and I went to the North Carolina Botanical Gardens to sketch!!
Around golden bend
Lies a field of pods, grasses
Home for small creatures.
Art Prescription: Hiked our favorite place, Mason Farm! The grey winter days create wonderful contrast on the golds and browns.
The circle of life
Fresh greenery, red berries
Adorn home and hearth.
Art Prescription: A friend gave me a beautiful fresh handmade wreath today! a circle of North Carolina flora!
Dark green leaves, velvet blossom
Art Prescription: At this time of the year the stores are full of red and white showy poinsettias. A seasonal find, a must have decorative touch for the holidays.
Fresh green mistletoe
Hangs in stark winter trees for
Art Prescription: A little real…a little imaginary. Isn’t that what it’s all about!?!
Bold little faces
Brave the cold to add color
To winter gardens!
Art Prescription: When the garden is covered in dried leaves and skeletons of last summer’s flowers, the bold color and determination of pansies, also known as violas, brighten my day. As I turn the curve to walk to my studio I’m met with tricolor faces reaching for the winter sun.