Wednesday, December 13, 2017

HOTPRESS ARCHES



Painted on Arched 140# hotpress paper (10 x 14 inches).  I am liking the hotpress (it makes some nice runs and lifts if you don't let it dry completely before you start playing with it).



Mr. Red

Monday, December 11, 2017

ARCHES ROUGH BLOCK





Another on the 140# Arches block of rough paper - 7 x 10.25 inches.




Bright, warm belly on a cold day.

Saturday, December 9, 2017

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU







HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY LI'L SISTER
☺  💖   ðŸ˜„   ðŸ’“



Thursday, December 7, 2017

MORE ROUGH





On a block of Arches 140# rough paper - 7 x 10.25 inches.



Open wide!

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

POEM

EVERYONE IN ME IS A BIRD

by Melissa Studdard


Mind was a prison, ruby lined
in its lipstick noir—everything woman
I was expected to be, trapped between
papered walls. What they said to do, I did not
but only levitated at the burning,

the body a water in which I drowned, the life
a windshield dirty with love. What they
said to think, I thought not but instead made
my mind into a birdcage with wings.



Title from a poem by Anne Sexton




Melissa Studdard is the author of I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast 
(Saint Julian Press, 2014). She is a professor at Lone Star College-Tomball 
and lives in Houston, Texas.



Sunday, December 3, 2017

ROUGH





Painted on an Arches block of 140# rough paper (7 x 10.25 inches).




Hope your tail's not dragging!


Friday, December 1, 2017

WATERCOLOR BLOCKS - COLDPRESS, ROUGH AND HOTPRESS






I have purchased a few watercolor blocks in the past.  They are mostly Arches brand, but some Lanaquarelle, too.  I'm going to get them out and paint on them - what's the use of having things if you never use them?








What am I going to paint on them?  Mostly birds.






Happy December!




Monday, November 27, 2017

REMEMBER - A POEM

REMEMBER

 by Joy Harjo (1951)


Remember the sky that you were born under,
know each of the star’s stories.
Remember the moon, know who she is.
Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is the
strongest point of time. Remember sundown
and the giving away to night.
Remember your birth, how your mother struggled
to give you form and breath. You are evidence of
her life, and her mother’s, and hers.
Remember your father. He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth.
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their
tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them,
listen to them. They are alive poems.
Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the
origin of this universe.
Remember you are all people and all people
are you.
Remember you are this universe and this
universe is you.
Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you.
Remember language comes from this.
Remember the dance language is, that life is.
Remember.



Recipient of the 2015 Wallace Stevens Award, 
Joy Harjo is a professor of English and American Indian studies 
at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. 

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

CALM WATER




Mostly Daniel Smith Lunar Black with touches of Perylene Green and some Goethite Brown Ochre.





A nice small (11 x 15 inches) painting on Fabriano Artistico 140# coldpress paper.





Wishing you safe travels, happy times with family, and help with the dishes this Thanksgiving (for those in the U.S.).  Wishing all those not in the U.S. the same, just without the turkey, cranberries and pumpkin pie!