The Treeness of Trees
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How I do love trees and soon I will be moving to a little wooded lot outside of the city...not too far but a different world. I've been packing packing and packing and this week I finally packed my studio up. That was so hard for me to do. My studio space is my life-line, my sacred space. I haven't painted in probably a little over three weeks and I may implode at any time. But soon enough, I tell myself, I will have a new sacred space set up. This time on a little wooded lot- a workshop attached to the garage. And it's heated!
This painting above is now in the home of a dear friend that I met when I worked in a frame shop many years ago. It was a job I took as I was trying to figure out what to do with my life when I realized that I didn't want to work in the field that I had studied and put myself in major debt for. She encouraged me to pursue my art and I would always tell her that she was nuts. We have kept in touch even though I have moved from the midwest to the west coast and then back to the midwest, but different state. During my recent online moving sale, her young sons (10 years and younger!)purchased this painting for her birthday and that just means so much to me. So that framing job turned out to be a pivotal point in my life. One of those forks in the road. A fork that I'll never regret taking even when it's tough.
Because of this big move and the transitioning of our life to this little wooded lot, I'll probably be absent here for a bit. I'm hoping and waiting for the time when I can get back into the studio. Hopefully sooner than later as I said, I may implode.
But I do want to share that a painting that I created back in 2007 was recently published in EarthLines Magazine, Issue 3. This wonderful magazine is published out at the Isle of Lewis, in the U.K. The painting went along with an article called "Walking the Story: The Raven of Chaw Gully" by Martin Shaw.
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The story/article starts like this: "Raven loves the hard rain. Raven carried Noah's ambition for dry land. But Noah should have known that Raven's fondness was for the vast wet. And if it ever found such a turf it would have to be damp, moss-drunk and wild. And that it might forget to come back to the ark..."
Isn't that a great start?