Something about this time of year. Maybe it's that the fall leaves have just about done their leaving, leaving the world etched in line. Maybe it's the extra time with family and seeing their faces. Maybe it's just winter's spartan season that makes me reach for Bic pen, black and white, and a desire to … Continue reading My Love
Tag: drawing
Draw Near…
I didn't see it until later...a week or so after I drew this. I was merely in the moment, reveling in my spot to draw at Tanglewood Park, perched with pen in hand on a little hill enjoying a pastoral view across the road. But now I see how the image and the words I … Continue reading Draw Near…
How…
"How in the world do you do what you do?" This is an interesting question I get either verbalized or emailed to me. I'm always surprised at the question. I wonder what it is they perceive I'm doing or accomplishing, since USUALLY I'm thinking I can't do anywhere near what I'd like to do or … Continue reading How…
A Fair Memory
This year, at the Dixie Classic Fair in October, something significant happened. I was reminded of it this morning. To read what happened, click on the drawing above to enlarge it. When words fly out of my mouth like this, they often have a sense of gravity to them, as if I'm not just saying … Continue reading A Fair Memory
Thoughts on Teaching
Some of you may not know that I teach Art part-time in a sweet little private school in Winston-Salem called Redeemer School. The emphasis and thrust of this school's philosophy is based on Charlotte Mason's work on education. I won't go into all of what that means other than to say that Charlotte Mason calls … Continue reading Thoughts on Teaching
Revelations in Dust
Keepsakes Yesterday I wiped away the dust and grime on all surfaces lay besmirching the shine life’s glory maligned. How long it was there I truly could not say. What of this play on words which may or may not enshrine a moment in my mind? Is it kind to pause and then rewind the … Continue reading Revelations in Dust
Dropping Down
This moment, right here, is where i need to be. Drinking in the lines & curves of the NOW life which is SO unassuming, SO simple, perhaps not even note-worthy. And yet...in drawing, i find worth and value in just BEING. BEING still, being focused on here and not on there. This dropping-down of … Continue reading Dropping Down
Trumpet Call Announcement!
Hear Ye! Hear Ye! An Art Show to help a Garden Grow! Thursday, November 29th 4-8 pm Featuring Artists from the Triad area (one of whom is ME!) Put it on your calendar to come enjoy wine, hors d'oeuvres and music while browsing fine art & craft for your holiday shopping! Entrance cost is $10, … Continue reading Trumpet Call Announcement!
Out of the Garden Project’s Honor Card!
Once again, I am honored to have a piece of my artwork chosen (this one above) for this year's Out of the Garden Project Honor Card!! Beginning very soon, folks will be able to receive a beautifully printed card with the above painting on it as a way of saying thank you for your donations … Continue reading Out of the Garden Project’s Honor Card!
When Light Invades the Dark
Straggling storm clouds, leftover from Sandy, lingered in the sky as I walked one morning this week. They were enshrouded by night's darkness with only the barest hint that morning was here. I rounded a corner and WHAM! Two piercing spots of light invaded the gray surroundings as if spotlights were being turned on in … Continue reading When Light Invades the Dark