New Work: Every Bit of Blue is Precocious

#2 in my Gertrude Stein quotation series.

9″ x 12″, Watercolor and archival Ink on Paper

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My Work: Gertrude Stein Series

I’m currently working on a series of paintings/illustrations based on excerpts from the writing of Gertrude Stein. I recently read and was inspired by her work Tender Buttons. The first in my series is A Yellow Color.

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Winter Solstice Walk

Brandon drug my 6-month-pregnant-ass out of the house this morning for a nice winter solstice walk — it was such a beautiful day in Door County — light snow falling, warm temps, a little windy but it was refreshing!

the last little green leaf

 

the end of the sunflowers

thought these weeds could use some little hats

here’s an interesting article on the winter solstice

 

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“I speak cold silent words a stone might speak
If it had words or consciousness,
Watching December moonlight on the mountain peak,
Relieved of mortal hungers, the whole mess
Of needs, desires, ambitions, wishes, hopes.
This stillness in me knows the sky’s abyss,
Reflected by blank snow along bare slopes,
If it had words or consciousness,
Would echo what a thinking stone might say
To praise oblivion words can’t possess
As inorganic muteness goes its way.
There’s no serenity without the thought serene,
Owl-flight without spread wings, honed eyes, hooked beak,
Absence without the meaning absence means.
To rescue bleakness from the bleak,
I speak cold silent words a stone might speak.”
-   Robert Pack, Stone Thoughts

More Winter poems and sayings