Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Winter's shadows live faster lives than their warm weather cousins, but they're also sharper, deeper, and least resemble that which is casting them. Some may say harsh. I say striking. Just a quick photoshoot as the afternoon sun changes almost second-by-second on my porch. My trusty errand bike is always at the ready.
Friday, December 20, 2013
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Friday, November 29, 2013
Much has been dusted and rearranged for the indoor seasons this year. I wasn't going to look at everything the way it had been for so long. Some things went up to the attic, some things came down, much really stayed pretty much the same but dusted and polished.
Monday, November 18, 2013
"Buick Eight" has been refined with a photo collage and additional repetitive color work. The car image is the "bucktooth" grille of the 1950 Buick, a photo I shot in 1980 at a car show. The rest of the images were mostly shot by my father during the 1940s. If something is still hanging in my house, it's never really done.
"Grace of the Fallen" has evolved floral images and a counterpoint added to the right side. Additional pinstripes and gridwork will follow.
"Suddenly Last Season," has new layers of "needles" painted on it suggesting shadows, following in the series started by Nanny's Knitting Needles. Interestingly enough, the other morning this piece was covered in these striking early morning actual shadows.
"Out on a Limb," or "Up a Tree," I can never decide on the title of this piece, has had a layer of sepia-toned clearcoat removed—well, most of it. I left it in the low points of the textural layers. Its removal has restored some of the original brighter color paints and papers the sepia had dulled. "Dulling" was my intent at the time, but after looking at it for several years, I wanted to see the some of the original colors again. If anything, "brightening" this piece has "aged" it in an even more period-correct manner.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Garden globe was perfectly covered in the light first snow this morning. I think it looks even more like Earth now, with those scattered clouds everywhere.
Nothing fluttering by June's Butterfly bush today! Leaves hold up perfectly for a while even in this cold. They're a great sage color now.
Barely noticeable, but the brief snow shower was more intense in a few minutes. Then it stopped. Now it's frigid!
The velvety leaves of the Foxgloves provide a perfectly non-skid surface to hold the wet snow.
Even the grass is able to turn a morning's snow into a clusters of pearls.
The watering "can" won't be seeing any duty until next spring.
My little laurel bush, named Charlie Brown (as in his Christmas tree, lol), has leaves which serve nicely as platters for the light, fresh snow.
The Chipmunk's eye view of a bed of downed oak leaves. They all look like Sugar-Frosted Flakes!
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Monday, November 4, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
I need to work on the smile a bit more, lol, but today's a happy day. On Sunday mornings I always listen to the last 5 minutes of ABC's This Week for their tribute to our fallen soldiers. They list the names and their hometowns of those killed this week in our war(s) around the world. For the first time in a long time, no Americans were killed. I was making pancakes at the time, so I finished up the batter with this [almost] smiley face!
Monday, October 28, 2013
M Y A R T — "Nanny's Knitting Needles" is the first of a new series I've just started. I'm still using fairly rigid stripes but I'm not adhering to a graphpaper-like grid. Looking close, the grid is still there, but I'm trying to work with a type of "balanced chaos." This first piece is an homage to my grandmother. When I was just a little kid, staying at my grandmother's after Kindergarten and the early grades, she was confined to her bed or a wheelchair. We did everything together anyway. She even claimed I helped her learn to walk again as I'd stand in front of her walker and help move it forward. I remember telling her "just one more step, Nanny" and other encouraging words, and more than once I'd get a kitchen chair for her to sit down because we'd gone one step too far, lol. She used to toss her big container of knitting needles on the rug for me and have me pick up all the red ones, or blue ones. She taught me colors that way. Later she'd have me pick up all the No 4s. or 7s, as I learned my numbers. We were so close! We laughed a lot, even though she was dying of cancer and I had had my own traumatic experiences by then, but I have nothing but the warmest and most loving memories of our short time together. She died in 1969 when I was 12. I still have her container of knitting needles, and if I show this piece in public, I will make an arrangement with those needles to show my inspiration.
This next series will explore this "balanced chaos" and the second piece I'm working on has a photo collage in the background.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Midway through October and this variety of dahlia is attracting entire bee conventions, lol!
Using the flash gave this later afternoon shot an evening feel.
Almost appearing to hold up the center of the dahlia, three bees angle for as much pollen as possible.
This was the record. I believe there were six bees on this one flower!