"In the Autumn Dawn"

...is the title of this piece that sold last week. It had not long been painted, out the studio door and sold to a happy person. When I asked her if she had seen the fox, she said that she had not and was very pleased when I pointed it out to her. She said she was busy looking at the flowers in the meadow. Exactly the effect I was looking for. I wanted that feeling of standing in the meadow by the woods, seeing all the small things and suddenly, maybe catching the movement of something just in the shadows, just in the boundary where the sunny meadow merges into the forest edge. 

In the Autumn Dawn Oil

fox detail

Things that are white...

well... sort of white...

Kinglet

We have a lot of kinglets around where I live. Usually they are high in the trees, squeaking their high-pitched rusty swing-set squeaks, but when they venture down to flit in and out of the shrub and branches, I catch a the flash of the ruby crown; such a bright streak in the undergrowth.

This fellow, painted in oil, is enjoying his penthouse view of the ocean.

"At the Heart of the Matter"

A new little oil painting that I finally finished. It sat very patiently, wondering when I would stop being distracted by so many other things, much like all my patient teachers.

Actually, I was stuck in how to paint bees the way I feel about them. How to paint them as moving fire and light; little jewels in the air. I am very happy with the way they turned out and of course, it opens the door to other paintings with bees. So important in this turbulent world where we are collectively removing them from our Earth.

The Honey Bee Totem - Part 1

​The honeybee works for the benefit and well-being for all, ensuring that her actions in her short life-time create a healthy and secure future for generations to follow.

This natural and simplistic goodness for a holistic wellbeing of self and others taps into the deep threads of life where all beings are as one, on hive, one harmonious entity. In the image we can see the golden threads of the Earth mapped against the background of space and time; our universal energetic resonance.

Trusting

Sometimes my paintings whisper to me, calling me over... "We are not done yet", they sometimes tell me.​

And so I must hold my breath and take the plunge, trusting that what will come will be even better than before, and that I can indeed do what is asked.​

Swallow Medicine

​is the gift of working with the heart.

Of becoming more than who we think we are and becoming deeper.

Such a little bird with the biggest teaching.​

And always flying, such a liberation of spirit.​

In Praise of the Earth - By John O'Donohue

Let us bless

The Imagination of the Earth.​

That knew early the patience

To harness the mind of time,​

Waited for the seas to warm,​

Ready to welcome the emergence

Of things dreaming of voyaging

Among the stillness of land.​

And how light knew to nurse

The growth until the face of the Earth

Brightened beneath a vision of color.​

When the ages of ice came

And sealed the Earth inside

An endless coma of cold,​

The heart of the Earth held hope,​

Storing fragments of memory,​

Ready for the return of the sun.​..

Seasonal Knowledge

  In the North, our world is beginning to expand and unfold; buds are unfolding into blossoms, bears have given birth to their young, and bees are expanding their family within the hive. The songs and calls of birds are  more audible and linger into the evening until, when,  there is a transition of duties and the chorus of frogs  leads the twilight into night.

This expansion is the intangible quality of Spring, a quality that keeps us in rhythm with the seasons. We may not remember small details from last Spring, but we certainly remember the feeling, the resonance, the quality of what is Springness. This knowing, this connection, runs in our bones in the same way that a songbird holds the knowledge to return to her nesting grounds. 

The Last of February

"Spring is all things at once. Creation and destruction. Spring has no time for stillness. That was for the depth of winter. Now is the energy of emergence, the energy of creation creating itself."