FLOWERS!!

“April showers bring May flowers” and they are starting to bloom!  Yes!  I am so hungry for their color and sweet fragrance.  It has been a long wet winter here in the Northwest and while my back yard is still like a sodden sponge of water I have brought flowers to the walls that surround me! Looking into the windows of my studio gallery you will see a perfect Master Copy of Georgia O’Keefe’s “White Flower on Red Earth”, a piece that “desert transplant” artist Mercedes painted this past January while the snow fell outside. The center of attention is the 56″ x 44″ Red Rose by Mercedes truly stunning in it’s size…

The flowers that bloom in the spring tra-la

It’s been a long cold season and we are all a little winter weary.  I feel for you Lake Tahoe who has a record 685″ of snow and still counting.  I feel for you Portland, Oregon who has been given the designation of the most winter weary city in America.   To our neighbor up north, Canada you have had it cold! We all are waiting for spring to decide to show its face but till it does I would like to give you a little remembrance of what is coming. May it lift your spirits and “breathe promise of merry sunshine”!…

BELIEVE IN BEAUTY

“I believe in beauty. I also believe that sharing of beauty will make all our lives better. Here is hoping that what I bring makes your life better.” The show will be up through the month of October in conjunction with the ART HARVEST STUDIO TOUR OF YAMHILL COUNTY.  http://www.artharveststudiotour.org

Think on theses things

Just recently I read an article how science research is showing that the words we speak actually restructure our brain.   Those positive words, when we dwell on them, changes the function of our brain and over time the very structure, so much so that it may affect the way we look at reality.  The same goes for those negative thoughts.  They stop our brains from operating the way it is supposed to. So I would think it also is with images. Ansel Adams once said “A great photograph is a full expression of what one feels about what is…

Believe in beauty

  “Every summer the lilies rise and open their white hands until they almost cover the black waters of the pond. And I give thanks but it does not seem like adequate thanks, it doesn’t seem festive enough or constant enough, nor does the name of the Lord or the words of thanksgiving come into it often enough Everywhere I go I am treated like royalty, which I am not. I thirst and am given water. My eyes thirst and I am given the white lilies on the black water. My heart sings but the apparatus of singing doesn’t convey…