Ancient History

Ancient History

Out of the Archived Ashes

When I first started painting, (the first time – when in early teens) I used oils that were given to me by this lady that had left over paints after doing paint-by-number things. I didn’t use oils very long because I could not handle the fumes. This acrylic painting was one of the first I did as an adult (in my twenties). I painted several paintings with photographs as my models, just to see what I could do. It took many years for me to revisit landscapes, and then it was with “live models.” I ran across this old photograph of an old painting done from a photograph in a book, and felt I just had to share it. I’m not sure why.

Buddha Garden

Buddha Garden

In the Green

Just finished meeting with some of my favorite women friends. Not much to say here, except that I am feeling peaceful within.

Heirloom Rose

Heirloom Rose

Returning to the Heart

I’ve been offline for almost a week as we experienced a huge glitch while we were switching providers. In the meantime, I recharged. I went up to Fairplay Farm to work on the heart-shaped labyrinth with medicine wheel which we began up there last year. The wild flowers were beautiful and the labyrinth is well on it’s way to being a natural outpouring of the land there. I had a wonderfully full heart-relaxing day with Jeralynn. I also took many photos of the labyrinth, wildflowers, butterflies, the Consumnes River and this beautiful rose.

The Hearth

The Hearth

The Heart

I used to pass this place every week on my way, and on my way back. So many stories I told myself through the years of commuting.

Olde Time Still Life

Olde Time Still Life

Holding Still

Another lifetime ago
they held still
because there was
nothing else
they could do

and still maintain
the illusion
of being
inanimate

a truly olde timey
still life
holding still
so I could snap
a still life snapshot