Today I’m finishing up my work that I’ll be donating to the Lawrence Arts Center for their annual invitational art auction. The title will be “Congruity” and I’m using some patterns from nature that I’ve used before.. more soon.
“To a Crocus” (1827) by Bernard Barton
Welcome, wild harbinger of spring!
To this small nook of earth;
Feeling and fancy fondly cling
Round thoughts which owe their birth
To thee, and to the humble spot
Where chance has fixed thy lowly lot.
Same owl that I previously posted as a commission for a tattoo.
2.5 x 3.5 inch paper cutting. I did this tiny owl for a tattoo design.
2.5 x 4 inch paper cutting. Sold.
5 x 7 inch paper cutting.
Atchison County, KS, 2009.
I haven’t been out in the country with my camera for more than a few weeks now, and I’m feeling it… I’ve got lots to work on — this week I’ll be finishing up and dropping off my donation to the Lawrence Arts Center for their annual benefit auction. I’m also working on some more wintery images for possible greeting cards for Artists To Watch. And then, all the other work I need to get done, especially in preparation for my summer of art fairs. I’ve signed on to the Zeleny Art Fair — a new one-day event taking place in Parkville, MO, on the last Saturday of April.
I’ve also been trying to get myself in gear to run the Westport St. Patrick’s Day 4-miler with my cousin next Saturday in Kansas City.. I’m not competing, and I generally prefer to run alone as a sort of meditational thing — clear thoughts, feeling each step on the ground, paying close attention to the environment around me, yadda yadda, but it’s a nice feeling of accomplishment to finish a race and it’s pretty fun as well. Til next time.
Rural Atchison, KS, roadside weeds & wildflowers, October, 2009.
Just Thinking
by Kansas poet William Stafford
Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window.
No cloud, no wind. Air that flowers held
for awhile. Some dove somewhere.
Been on probation most of my life. And
the rest of my life been condemned. So these moments
count for a lot–peace, you know.
Let the bucket of memory down into the well,
bring it up. Cool, cool minutes. No one
stirring, no plans. Just being there.
This is what the whole thing is about.
Atchison County, KS, 2011.
“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.” -Henry David Thoreau