After the Sun Broke Through

A mossy path is spongy

tiny red and yellow flowers

line the way. A black moth

leads while bird-cries echo

through tree limbs. The land

is greener and a turtle crosses

with deliberate steps.

A stark branch, cracked

at the joints, lies white

in the late afternoon sun.

Purple blossoms on a thin tree,

the air smells of burning wood.

A small blue moth closes

its wings, grey triangle

on top of muddy tracks.

A dozen vultures glide high

in criss-cross air currents.

Elusive water, frozen moment,

reflecting sunset light. 

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03.25.10

Every once in awhile the writing becomes difficult for me.  The words are forced, the process becomes thick and dense.  The pleasure is sanded down and I can't bear to sit in front of my laptop or write in my journal.  Yesterday, I took a holiday from writing and decided to use some of the art supplies around the studio.  It was completely decadent letting this painting unfold in front of me.  I took my time and the world seemed to disappear.  I used pallet knives to add and subtract acrylics until this piece came into being.  It's been a long time since I've worked on such a large scale, really who has this kind of space in real life.... ;-)   and what pleasure to play with the colors, to angle the knives just so, to mix and streak the white before it turns to mud.  Of course there were mistakes but unlike the frustration I feel with my writing it felt loose and open because the opportunity to correct was half the fun.  The creative self, the part of me that seeks pleasure when I connect was completely satiated.  I spent the better part of the morning and the early afternoon (losing time in the process) to just work.  It's 36 inches wide and 60 inches tall  (1 meter x 1.5 meters).  I tried to keep the paint as flat and as thin as possible since I think I'll probably roll these canvases to take back to NYC.  The smile that keeps bubbling up comes from the center of my being.  I can't wait for the paints that I bought off Tony to come in the mail.  He's moved on to a different medium so he has all these tubes of acrylics....it'll be good see what more comes through then.  I feel like a kid in candy store.  YAY! 


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03.19.10

Down by the Indian well today,

Sun high overhead, the breeze is cool

Zeus and Venus keep me company

I listen to the rustle of dry leaves

and swaying tree branches. 

In a quiet field a thin wind glides

and green grass sprouts in clumps.  

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