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Saddled Up
I saddled up my horse and got out in God’s country again this afternoon. Look where I went under wide open skies! These sketches are just magical for me! I tape off spaces on a sketchbook page, give my horse rein and a spur in the side, and gallop full speed into intuitive creating. The… Continue reading
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“An Abstraction”
What might have been is an abstraction Remaining a perpetual possibility Only in a world of speculation. What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present. —T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton V,” Four Quartets I may have given Henry James short shrift in my high school years, but I selected… Continue reading
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All-Day Steady-Rain Rainy Day
Rain has been tapping on the roof and skylights all the live-long day. But I feel as though I’ve been out hiking up hill and down, into small dales, beside copses, under big skies, along trails, fresh dry air abounding. Thank you, sketchbook, tape, India ink, white gesso, oil pastel, eye dropper, tissue, water brush,… Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail—or … Not!
Well, those campers whose folks stopped by the camp office on opening day to deposit letters—written in advance—into bins labeled by desired date of delivery probably received all their “mail.” My campers did not fare so well, hahaha! Caroline received only six of the twelve postcards I sent via the United States Postal System; Emmy… Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail—P.S.
My final postcards are in our mailbox ready to be picked up by our mail carrier. Hope they’ll arrive on the last day of camp … and not the day after! Here at my blog, however, I have a little postscript to these couple of weeks at Takodah. I first went to Takodah as a… Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail—12
Remember Lava? Lava my camp friend whom I met in Hobby Nook when the rain came pouring? Lava is the camp friend who taught me that she and another camp friend of hers every now and then look at each other and exclaim, either one at a time or simultaneously: CAMP! You know how it’s… Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail—11
One of the lines from the camp song I’ve been inscribing on my postcards indicates that Takodah is sometimes a place where the rain comes pouring. Much as I might always wish for only sunshine at camp, the rain does sometimes come pouring. One of those times was a full day of considerable rainfall during… Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail—10
Fun to take this early experiment with oil pastels from 2015, feed it to my paper trimmer, and repurpose the two halves as postcards! Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail—9
Takodah came into my dad’s life through my mom, and he was always the one who drove my sisters and me to and from camp. I remember stopping for a picnic lunch at Atkins Farm in Amherst, Massachusetts, on the drive home from Takodah to NJ one year. I was irritable, snapping at my sisters,… Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my life as an artist.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
My compass points: bust through fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
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