
Awash-The kitchen was dirty. I hate cooking in a dirty kitchen. The compost smelled, so I took it out. I smiled to myself, I never had a compost pile before, I was growing into this new place with new rituals. The January air was cold as I walked in the crunchy snow. It pulled me out of my mindless mental commentary. Breath, arrested by the outrageous beauty of the setting winter sun, cast a blue glow on the snow melting into the orange, yellow, and pink rays. I was in it and it went through me, this silent moment of joy. This is mine now, this is my home.
Awash 3ft x 2ft Gouache on Masonite framed Narrative: The kitchen was dirty. I hate cooking in a dirty kitchen. The compost smelled, so I took it out. I smiled to myself, I never had a compost pile before, I was growing into this new place with new rituals. The January air was cold as I walked in the crunchy snow. It pulled me out of my mindless mental commentary. Breath, arrested by the outrageous beauty of the setting winter sun, cast a blue glow on the snow melting into the orange, yellow, and pink rays. I was in it and it went through me, this silent moment of joy. This is mine now, this is my home.
Spring Petals 24x 24 Gouache on Masonite-framed Narrative- Delighted I sat by the window sipping my tea watching the late April winds blow the pink petals of my cherry plum tree into an exuberant dance. Bits of sunlight glimmered and shimmered. This is mine, this beauty. My home.
Backyard 24 x24 Gouache on Masonite framed Narrative: What a gift the view outside my window The changing skies and shapes of nature enthrall me, delight, and ground me.
Dinner Outdoors! Gouache on Canvas framed Narrative: Bursting blooms, purple delight such a happy gift. Lilacs perfuming the air announcing Spring is here! The flowers beckoned be merry and have dinner outdoors!
Windy Day - Gouache on canvas framed Narrative: I came to the lake to clear my mind Demands, Transitions, Obligations The wind whipped across the water all white peaks and churning slaps. It was comforting, I was not the only one agitated. We understood each other. Safe and home.