
It's Spring. Flowers are everywhere. Just look along the sides of the road as you travel and see the beauty of the season. In Private Collection
It is often a challenge to pull yourself up out of the bad places in your life. And if you are the person who is trying to pull others up, your ascention is twice as hard. You need to realize that not everyone who comes into your life is here for you to save. Rise above the clouds and journey to new and unexplored planets.
This is the result of a painting "play date" with a good friend and fellow artist.
We all walk our paths on this earth together, yet we are separated by bodies that don't allow us to feel the connection with each other easily. We come in contact with many souls who are at different levels of enlightenment. In this painting, the souls are represented in their varying levels using color. Most of us use the imagery of dark to light to symbolize the bad or good times in our lives. Therefore, the most troubled souls in this painting are Black, those filled with anger are Red, and the White ones represent the souls who recognize that the way to Light, Higher Energy, God or Spirit is through Love. And if we're lucky...we will realize the white ones are there to guide the rest of us on our journey.

It wasn't until I set this one up on a stand to find it's name that I noticed the woman on the right side gazing up at the red sunset. I am always pleasantly surprised and amazed at how many times I experience "happy accidents" in my creative endeavors.
At Church, the minister talked about one of the beloved members who had "transitioned." It took me a minute to realize she was saying the woman had passed away. According to Wikipedia, the transition state of a chemical reaction is a particular configuration along the reaction coordinate. It is defined as the state corresponding to the highest energy along this reaction coordinate. Therefore, when we transition, we move to the state corresponding to our Highest Energy, Light, Love, God.
These Shekeres have been made in the traditional manner using hollowed out gourds. The nets are plastic beads on either black nylon string, natural jute or jute cord. They can also be "beaded" using seeds or shells. The larger the gourd, the louder the sound. The large red one in the back is so loud it hurts the ears. They are for sale at $45 for small and $65 for large. At this posting, the two red ones and the blue one are available. The two in the back have yet to be beaded but will also sell for $45.
I've been to many PLACES throughout my life and have seen many things. I grew up 10 minutes from the Atlantic ocean and dug for clams on the Massachusetts beaches. I visited the Pacific ocean and walked the windy beaches of San Francisco, California while attending a convention. I traveled with my girl scout troup to Niagra Falls then up through Canada. I sipped coffee in NY City and choked on the powdery beignets in New Orleans. I've walked through caves in Lauray, Virginia and Austin, Texas and dug for diamonds in Arkansas. I looked with awe and fear from the roads edge on Bear Mountain and collected bits of pyrite in the streets of Shamokin, Pennsylvania. I changed a flat while crossing through the Everglades, Florida and drove the 750 miles back home on the donut. While in Nashville, I pulled weeds in the gardens of Opryland Hotel and fell in love with a city and country music. I've been to many PLACES.
"It is With One Voice that so many will plant, sow and harvest food for the body and flowers for the soul. I participate in a community garden and am proud to be one of a team that stretches across the nation helping to feed those in need. The feelings experienced after delivering the fresh produce to various shelters in the community are food for my soul. I salute all those who take the time out of their busy lives to help feed the hungry by actually tending the gardens."
This one started out in one direction and completely changed course on its own. I was looking to add to my STREETS series when the pirate ship came sailing through surrounded by the ghosts of ships it conquered. So...I added the crows nest and the seagulls and stepped away.
This art quilt started with a piece of left over quilting from a stole I created for the minister. I added wire, beads, cord, fuzzy yarn, a magnetic word, buttons and a touch of paint. It was then sewn to a piece of denim cut from an old favorite pair of jeans I couldn't bear to throw away.
I like to work more with a pallet knife then a brush. I scrape on the color, step back and let the painting tell me what is next. Similar to allowing the characters of a novel to write the story. The colors are my characters.

