Friday, February 22, 2013

It has been snowing all day here, and just when I was thinking I would keep my eye on the garden for crocuses! Some years, spring can not come soon enough for me.  Though I have learned to make the best of it by heading up to Mount Spokane, and hopefully ABOVE the clouds for some skiing.   It has saved my mood many a dreary winter's day. 

The skiing will have to wait until tomorrow, so I thought I would make my own spring in my studio.  First I painted on some watercolor papers getting them ready for a intensive collage day.  I was thinking about all the spring bulbs which will come up in our garden. The intense blue of the tiny bulb irises, the pale hues of the crocuses,the pinks and reds of tulips.  Such a sensual word....tuuuulippps!  Which then made me think of bees and how they seem to come by the truck load to pollinate these first buds of spring.  They have such a burst of new energy! One of the papers made it's own painting while I was contemplating such things: Garden in Spring

 
Spurred on by the sunny weather, which we did have before the snow, I started to clear out my studio of all it's old, old, old stuff.  I can't believe how many art supplies I have purchased over the years and kept until now.  Many are now dried up lumps. I suppose they were bought on such a day as this to cheer me up.  As there is nothing quite like buying art supplies and then coming home to try them out.
 
 Then there was all the failed attempts and half done works which I thought I would get back to and "improve".  Well, they are now improving the recycle bin.  It feels good to go through the old and start again and it's been too long since I've done that.  I usually get derailed when I find a half finished piece and start working on it again or cut it up for a collage, and so the job of clear out never is quite completed.  Such is the life of this artist, constantly following different paths.  I have decided that it is okay.  All these different techniques I've learned show up in different ways. Some in new art forms. I can also pass on all this tried and failed and tried again knowledge to my students.  It all works out.
 
Soon I will be studying the art of book binding/making with the wonderful book artist Timothy Ely.  I am thinking that it will involve many of the skills I already own.  We've been corresponding by email for about a year and it has been a lesson in persistence to find out when we could both get together to do this and it has finally paid off!  I'm very excited about learning from this master artist and as a bonus he isn't too far a drive from me!  Here is a link to his exquisite work: http://www.timothyely.com/
 
I am working on the Zendala workshop at the Mellow Monkey on March 2nd, trying out different designs and tangles.  Here is one I did today in answer to all the snow outside. "For Spring"  It will be a fun class!
 
 
I leave you with the poetry of Mary Oliver. I love to read poetry and prose while  I eat my breakfast (I'm the early bird and it's usually quiet for b.f.). Lately I have been slowly devouring her book, A Thousand Mornings.  Here is the poem I read this week.  Yes, dispite the snow and wind today, for some things there are no wrong seasons.
 
Hurricane

 
It didn't behave
like anything you had
ever imagined. The wind
tore at the trees, the rain
fell for days slant and hard.
The back of the hand
to everything. I watched
the trees bow and their leaves fall
and crawl back into the earth.
As though, that was that.
This was one hurricane
I lived through, the other one
was of a different sort, and
lasted longer. Then
I felt my own leaves giving up and
falling. The back of the hand to
everything.
But listen now to what happened
to the actual trees;
toward the end of that summer they
pushed new leaves from their stubbed limbs.
It was the wrong season, yes,
but they couldn't stop. They
looked like telephone poles and didn't
care. And after the leaves came
blossoms. For some things
there are no wrong seasons.
Which is what I dream of for me.
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Think Spring!
 
 
 

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