Reminders of Summer

The last Monarch Butterfly of the summer: 

I will be taking a blogging break for an unknown period of time.  Thank you for all of your support. 

“We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.” E.B White

These are some small mixed media paintings I am selling at "Dino's" in Loch Lomond, CA.  Dino's is a wonderful Deli and market where you can get freshly made sandwiches, salads, drinks and much more.  Loch Lomond is in Northern California a beautiful pine tree filled rural area.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Inspired by Flowers

We are continuing to have an amazing array of blooming wildflowers this year.  Gazing at them often brings tears to my eyes.

"Gratefulness is heaven itself." - William Blake

I am grateful to be participating in the creative process....making some bird houses:

a small Luna moth painting:

another bird house:

A wonderful day!

Sweet Wild Song

I have been watching the birds at our feeders and water fountains.  They each have such different personalities.  This is inspired by a kingfisher and the patience it must take to sit on a nest.

"Each Moment of the Year has it's own Beauty" - Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am inspired by so much this spring!  The tadpoles in Raven's pool becoming tiny tree frogs, no bigger than the fingernail on my little finger.  The growth of our garden, moths and butterflies, gold finches at the feeder, flowers, the sounds of bull frogs at night!

Since the big beautiful silk moth visited I have been experimenting with making moths and butterflies.  In this image I made their wings out of tissue paper and their bodies of clay.  The wings move in a breeze:

 Here is one that I placed on a painted board:

"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower." ~Hans Christian Andersen

Nature does not hurry yet everything is accomplished - Lao Tzu

I made a small tribute to our devoted friends who wait for us to come home:

and another small tribute to all the wonderful song birds who fill the air with beauty:

That the stars are adamant

everyone understands—

but I won’t give up seeking joy on each blue wave

or peace below every gray stone.

If happiness never comes, what is a life?

A lily withers in the sand

and if its nature has failed? The tide

washes the beach at night.

What is the fly looking for on the spider’s web?

What does a dayfly make of its hours?

- Edith Sondergran

The sunlight speaks. And it's voice is a bird - Harry Kemp

I have been inspired by hummingbirds lately.  This is painted on an emu egg:

These hummingbirds found their way onto an art quilt:

The Hummingbird

by Harry Kemp

The sunlight speaks. And it's voice is a bird:

It glitters half-guessed half seen half-heard

Above the flower bed. Over the lawn ...

A flashing dip and it is gone.

And all it lends to the eye is this --

A sunbeam giving the air a kiss.

In the Light of Love We are Home

I don't know who originally said, "In the Light of Love We are Home", but I was very moved by those words.   I created this mixed media piece out of my response.  I really do find my home to be where I love, and since I could truly love anywhere, my home could thus be anywhere.  However I am not that loving...yet!