New York City sketches

I had a great visit to the big apple. My purpose was to seek out contemporary art and artists. I went to a lot of different galleries, in Chelsea, SOHO, and some others. I also went to both the Museum of Modern art and the Metropolitan. I spent a great part of my young life in these museums. It was nostalgic to visit them, even though there were great changes at MOMA. Much of the art is the same as I remember. It is very energizing to to be around art, to see what emerging artists are creating, to remember the modern artists, and to connect with the old masters. Of course, I also found a little time for a few small watercolor sketches, hard to do in the cold of winter.

Wild Berries in the 'Hood

For my class about drawing berries, I went around my neighborhood and collected samples of berries. Within about a 4 or 5 block radius, I collected about 20 different types of wild berries that were growing down into the alleys here in Denver. Amazing that there would be so many different ones. In the fall we hardly notice the things that are still growing around us. The leaves are fallen or brown, or maybe the autumn leaf colors attract all our attention. But the berries are there, if we pay attention. Here are some drawings of berries.

Tweet Lights

Lights at night, garden silhouettes, reflections on the pond so still. Sculpted figures coupling over the water, I see your form, reflected.

Another twitter nature poem.

Tweet Thunderstorm

Twitter Poem: Thunderstorm, wind-rain, dark-light. Leafy boughs heave and dip. I see they are in love with the dripping wet and bending their stiff limbs.

Tweet Ole October

Twitter poem: Ole October, a shift in wind, and yellow leaves...just a few...flutter, then angle down. Do trees lose their green coats in anger or in joy?

Tweet Water Plus Paint

Twitter Poem: Water plus paint makes a beautiful watercolor: Black clouds looming, wind whipping and raindrops in my colors...just makes my painting sing!

Tweet Two

Twitter Poem: Two squirrels, leaping from tree to ground and back, gathering fall goods. I feel a quiet joy, the rightness of life, past links to future.

Charcoal and Newsprint Fix

I'm still working on figuring out how to get more meaning in my artwork. I want to get to the place where my artwork is meaningful to me and also to viewers who see it. Although I think its better that I just need to get my meaning into it and not think of how others will see it. Lets see, it's not just "meaning" that I'm trying to accomplish, it's about getting to the core of myself, putting more of myself into it. Not just another pretty landscape, even though people like those. Where is my life's meaning in a landscape? Right now it is not there in my artwork. I will find it, though. I've gone back to the beginning in art education and right now I'm working everyday in an 18 x 24 newsprint pad, with charcoal, just working out of my head to try to grasp some inner insight to what topics or images or style of working would be stronger for me.

Need to Be Happy

I was just thinking this morning that everything you need to be happy is already there inside you.

Twitter Poem: Nature's language spoken by orchids: simple forms express shape wildly divergent. Sexy lips of lovely colors shout welcome to all in beauty.

Wow that's bad poetry-hee hee hee.

Tweet Breath of Fresh Air

Twitter Poem: A breath of fresh air, the warm autumn sun bathes my face, a gentle breeze rustles the yellowing leaves. Now I relax in peace. Life is good.