Weather Report



 

Morning Glory

Acrylic on paper, June, 2017, 18"x24"

 

  

 



Down to Earth, Weather Report

Recent work, these past six months, year of 2017, continues the landscape series, "Down to Earth."  Each day I work in the studio and in the garden.  If we have guest here, then I sometimes miss a few days.  I am blessed with living in a very beautiful deep country area of Louisiana. 

(I know that without nature I would shrivel into a fetal position.)

I paint, I do Photoshop, I garden and I stroll the woods.  These creativities weave together like braided hair.  Each informs another.  A theme emerges and plays out in concert.  I plant wisteria and morning glory, they grow and flower. I pull the glory flowers into paint. 

A few acres of land, bordering on a riparian corridor, is left to Mother Nature's devices.  Trees grow.  Trails are carved down to the creek.   I harvest the visual of forest.  Repeated attempts to do painted representations of the creek, keep me aiming for glory on a flat surface. 

I walk the trail down to the creek, where nature proliferates in tangles of trees and vines and herbs.  I stroll from the relatively civilized area of the house to barely tamed wildness in but a few minutes.  Beyond the lightly used area, there are areas that are impassable due to super thick growths of vegetation.

Deer, coon, squirrel, armadillo, possum, various turtles, reptiles, fish, an embarrassment of bird song.

 I watch were I put my hands and feet, because water moccasins love damp creeky areas.  Another dangerous, occasional forest inhabitant, is the wild boar.  Two hundred fifty pounds or more of potential ramming fury.  (Climb a tree?) The dangers are not great, most of the snakes and boar, along with other wildlife shun humans, but the aggressive critters are threatening enough to increase  my respect.  Add a dash of adrenaline to the mix.

 

Flock Flying

Acrylic on paper, 24"X18", 2017



 

Weather Report

Acrylic on paper, 24"X18", 2017

 

 

The Spring Creek corridor connects with the Pearl River corridor, where there are rumors of the Honey Island Swamp Man, Big Foot.  These mysterious rumors, which I entertain as possibly true, add another layer of meaning to the land.

Ambling from the house, a primarily human area along the short trail, to the border of wilding area,  I can feel my spirit lift, I can feel the nurturing energies of nature.  I humbly attempt to pin this,  all of this spot of earth reality, down on a small piece of paper. 



July 29, 2017
I started this blog entry in early July.  Between this time July 29, 2017, and that, I suffered a terrible tragedy, about which, I am unable to go into detail.  This morning I awoke at 3am.  Set myself a goal of posting a blog entry.  I had not loaded pictures, I had only written words to this blog.  I loaded some pictures, and here is the blog entry.

August 24, 2017
I hope to get this blog entry posted today.

 

Beaming

Acrylic on paper, May, 2017, 18"x24"