A small piece called Hazy Winter Moon, it’s 6″ x 6″ canvas panel with acrylic.
Hazy Winter Moon
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Latest Work
For the last few weeks I have been working on a painting using a new type of canvas (to me) made of Belgian linen. It is incredibly smooth, and the paint glides on and blends beautifully. So I chose a palette and began to see what emerged. Two nights ago, I dreamt that I was pregnant. Most of the time I don’t recall dreams, so when I do, it has import. This dream felt so real. When I awoke, I was holding my stomach the way I did when I carried my daughter, feeling it taut and firm with life.
I finished the painting today. Sometimes when I paint I have an idea. Other times, as with this one, I start without an idea and work intuitively, without thinking and analyzing. Then I step back and see what I see.
This painting reflects a deep, intuitive exploration of the divine feminine within me and the earth. It makes me think of molten earth, the core of our existence. I also see a womb with an embryo, and an ovary, and the blood that makes the ground from which we arise.
I have gone through menopause in the past year, and now I am a crone. But while my physical body cannot create a human life anymore, I have graduated to creating life on a larger scale.
I want to thank my father for his recent gift that enabled me to purchase larger canvases!
Water Form
The latest.
Born of Water
If you see only a square, click the image to see the entire painting.
There are two Aphrodites. In one version, she is born of Zeus and Dione, and is known as Aphrodite Urania. This goddess was considered more spiritual, more celestial or heavenly, or pure. The other goddess is Aphrodite Pandemos (of the people). She was associated with sensual pleasure of the body. She was born when Cronus cut off Uranus’s genitals and threw them into the sea, and she arose from the sea foam (aphros). She was also worshipped as a being uniting all the inhabitants of a country into one social or political body.
So love, erotic energy, desire arise from a place of chaos and violence. This feels fitting to me in light of the recent presidential election.
Grief
Everything I tried to create this morning went wrong. I couldn’t step into flow. I was agitated and disgusted with election results. A couple of snarky comments on my Facebook feed by two “friends” didn’t help. Their candidate won, and they showed no attempt to understand why I took the loss so deeply. I try to rise above base reactions, but at the end of the day, I decided to “unfriend” them. I took care of my heart.
After I left the failed attempts to make art this morning, I returned in the afternoon. I managed to get a little something made, and it was good to find the flow and lose myself in it.
More Autumn Fun
In this piece I was experimenting with new materials: gel medium, collage, iridescent paint. I was aiming for a feeling of layering and translucence. It was difficult to create and to photograph! Something didn’t feel right about it, and still doesn’t. But it came through me, and whether I like it or not, someone else might.
Greens
I love green, but I find it challenging to work with. So I played this weekend.
Available for purchase: $30-$50 (+ shipping if out of area)
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I Like Squares
I am really enjoying the 10″ x 10″ canvases I’ve been working on. Here is the latest.
Available for purchase: $40-$80 (+ shipping if out of area)
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I Am a Nasty Woman
Donald Trump called Hillary Clinton “such a nasty woman” in the last debate, and with that, women rose up to embrace what he meant as an insult. In fact, calling her a “nasty woman” is just a shade cleaner and more acceptable than saying what he probably thought: cunt. When men feel viscerally threatened and rendered powerless by a woman they often resort to dismissing her by reducing her to that one body part.
If having agency over her life, speaking up, insisting on the right to take up space and be heard, asserting her rights as an equal, deciding that only she can make decisions about her health and body, and refusing to be defined by men’s expectations makes a woman nasty, then count me in. I am a nasty woman too.
I finished this painting just before the last debate. I called it The Alchemy of Feminine Wisdom. It is available for purchase. Just inquire.
Autumn Love
“For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No: the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks from their mouth? The toad. What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars. They sift the human storm for souls, eat the flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy forth. Such are the autumn people.”
–Ray Bradbury
Recent Art
Two other pieces.
More Please
I haven’t been this content in ages.
One More
I’ve been painting since 10 a.m., and it’s 5:30 p.m. I’m starving and tired. But I’ve been so, so content.
More Art
In the beginning, the Creator laid out butcher paper and secured it to the floor with masking tape. She assembled all her materials.
Then she proceeded to wet her paintbrushes and play. She felt peace and joy and forgot about thinking.
After awhile she finished one piece and stepped back to look at it. And the Creator saw it was good.
Latest Work
About a year ago I began some paintings and put them aside. I returned to the canvas last week, and what I started didn’t spark me, so I painted over it. The other piece I just did today. The interesting thing is when I started painting it last night it didn’t look anywhere near how it ended up. And there was a point this morning where I hated it; I seriously thought about ditching the board. I felt so uncomfortable as I created. What helped was to walk away, do other things, and come back. Then I felt friendlier to the piece and new ideas came. I did this several times, and I like the result. Sometimes making stuff can be scary and hard and yet so rewarding.
