poem

I didn't sleep well 

last night

couldn't let go of the surface tension

and drop

into the deep nourishing place

the well we don't remember

today's pastel

end of the day in St. George, Bermuda

caribbean days

Finished this pastel today.  Outside my studio it rained cats and dogs but inside I went to a happy, tropical place! 

ipad sketching

Last night was our monthly open house at Liberty Town Arts Workshop (First Friday).  It got a little quiet at the end of the evening so I sketched my work space with my finger.  I use the Sketchbook Pro app.

This morning I walked over to the Amelia 
Square townhouses to tour the model 
home and was excited to see they
 had won first place in the parade of homes.  


 

drawing in the meadow

A sea of grass

the sounds,  a mix

of raspy and smooth

long and short, Morse code

without interpreter.

Crickets, locust, bird song.

The meadow has a weave.

A breeze moves through

touching each grass.

They wave like a symphony 

each with its own movement:

bowing, swinging in gentle circles,

shivering and swaying. 

The complexity is so dense and artful

I could spend a lifetime

and never untease it all onto my paper.

Amelia Square

     My work will be showcased in the Amelia Square model home (1099 Winchester Street, Fredericksburg, VA) during the Parade of Homes during the next two weekends in October.  Impressions of Fredericksburg decorated the rooms.

 

For more information about Amelia Square and the open house: http://fredericksburgparadeofhomes.com/home-tours-detail-page/