a small sits dog between two.-KG
August 1, 2018
Back Balcony Chicago
I remember seeing a curious little mouse in the cactus room of the Garfield Park conservatory while we chatted and painted. Not sure if you saw it too. I wonder what kind of life it is to be a little mouse in such a magical place.
Made me think of a poem by Stephen Crane that goes a bit like this:
In the desert
I saw a creature.
squatting upon the ground
held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
“Because it is bitter,
“And because it is my heart.”
November 5, 2019
Garfield Park Conservatory
June 15, 2019
Craftsbury Commons Vermont
August 24, 2019
Little wolf Wisconsin
July 16, 2018
Japanese garden Hyde Park
Looking…
Where to look, what am I trying to find, where am I going to connect?
Is this even interesting, what am I looking at?
Oh! What is this shape? What are those colors? What have I found?!
July 24, 2019
Marquette park Indiana
November 27, 2019
Wisconsin Kettle Moraine
observe turtle shell
park pond holds early summer
alone and with you
there is no mistake
water shapes free my frozen hand
color companion
June 18, 2019
Humboldt Park
wanted to write to say these words, about our time where we sat and painted…a happy memory!
joined together, looking up at the screen and down at our brushes, talking, talking, drifting into working on our pages, going back in, drawing something out, scattered pages on the floor, surroundings, the washing machine noise was there, sound of water swilling around a brush.
united, not talking about what we were painting, allowing the doing of it to be the focus. leaving things unfinished so we could talk again.
May 26, 2020
Remote glasgow
March 24, 2020
Remote Petaluma
April 18, 2018
Garfield Park Conservatory
