Monday, April 12, 2021

sight gags

"Relish, joy, and pleasure are one solution to exhaustion. So is a walk around the neighborhood, noticing that the daffodils are blooming-+such reliable sight gags with those clown frills and huge schnozzes. Paying deeper attention paradoxically relieves exhaustion, because it awakens us. It makes us laugh. Laughter is a battery charge."

Anne Lamott - Dusk, Night, Dawn: Notes on Courage



I love to see new daffodils in the spring, a major motivation to get out for a run or a walk daily. But I had not thought of a daffodil as a sight gag. Clown frills and huge schnozzes? I had never noticed them that way until Anne Lamott described this. Writers! A good writer makes you laugh, sigh, look harder, and think.

Tuesday, April 6, 2021

yesterday and today

 It seems that only yesterday we were locked into the long cold grip of winter and that it would last forever. I painted this view from my window on a snowy day in early March. Here is the post I wrote.


Today! It looks like this! Exclamation points are necessary because springtime blooms happen like an explosion  of color. This is my small star magnolia tree that surprises me in April with these generous pink and white blooms. I'm thinking about painting the same view with pink flowers instead of snowdrifts.

Sunday, April 4, 2021

Easter Sunday


This is a painting that I created for my church to use for the Easter Sunday service last year. Last year the printed bulletin never happened because we were all on lockdown. 

There was a service broadcast on on the internet from our church but it was not the happy experience of being there in person. I titled this painting of Jesus Christ rising from the grave, victoriously kicking the stones out of His way, "That Glorious Day". 

I wrote about this art here.

And about the song we sing "That Glorious Day". 

Saturday, April 3, 2021

Holy Saturday

A year ago we were stuck at home in total lockdown. Missing Holy Week services seemed so strange and miserable. Now a year later we are accustomed to so many strange practices that have become part of our culture. This year we will have family with us to share the holiday and we will go worship on Easter Sunday in person, although outdoors and wearing masks which now seems almost normal. Here is the art I created for the Saturday Easter service from last year that was not used because no service bulletin was printed. We did have a online service broadcast via youtube that I watched from my studio.

Friday, April 2, 2021

wait with me

Gethsemane
...
"The grass never sleeps.
Or the roses.
Nor does the lily have a secret eye that shuts until morning.
Jesus said, wait with me. But the disciples slept.
..."
- Mary Oliver -

Tuesday, March 30, 2021

daffodils coming soon


"Daffodils,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty.“
~ William Shakespeare.

Monday, March 29, 2021

people watching

Another watercolor painted in my sketchbook while sunning myself alongside the swimming pool in Florida.  People watching is the greatest entertainment for an artist.



Sunday, March 28, 2021

peace of the wild things

I painted this watercolor from life while on a little vacation in Florida away for a brief moment from the frigid winds of March in Chicago.


 "...rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.

I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free...."
Wendell Berry

Saturday, March 20, 2021

"the more angels I shall paint" and daily painting number 23














“I remember once, in talking to Mr. Burne-Jones about modern science, his saying to me,
‘the more materialistic science becomes, the more angels shall I paint: their wings are my protest in favour of the immortality of the soul.’ But these are the intellectual speculations that underlie art. Where in the arts themselves are we to find that breadth of human sympathy which is the condition of all noble work; ...
 Whatever spiritual message an artist brings to his aid is a matter for his own soul. He may bring judgment like Michael Angelo or peace like Angelico;  Quote from Oscar Wilde



























I have a collection of angel carvings and figurines. Much like my collection of seashells they are mostly from the Philippines where there are many woodcarvers and some beautiful tropical hardwood. 
This angel is made from black fired clay, from Guatemala which is another destination where I have enjoyed travels and wonders. 
I paired it with one white rose. No significant reason for one white rose, but if I think of one I will be sure to say.
I'm still working on my daily painting project, I'm not going to manage to produce 30 paintings in 30 days but it is a discipline to keep going.

Thursday, March 18, 2021

the smallest thing and painting number 22

There's a part of everything that is unexplored because we are accustomed to using our eyes only in association with the memory of what people before us thought of the thing we are looking at. Even the smallest thing has something in it which is unknown. We must find it. 
Flaubert

A small still life painting of a common little bulb of garlic. Garlic is essential to cooking flavorful dishes but does not usually take all the credit. Who doesn't love the smell of garlic sizzling in butter?
This is part of my daily painting project and I am adding it to my "guacamole series" which will end with...you guessed it! An avocado of course.
The garlic bulb is a small object but close study revealed it is not simple, lots of shapes and furls and interesting bits to paint.