IT IS A CLOUDY AUGUST

There are things already fading in my mind about Santorini and Naxos and the lovely exploratory summer filled with things like seas, boats, kids, friends, art, promised life ideas.
There was ZISSIMOS LORENZATOS AND KAZANSAKIS--AND the salient thing I need to remember:  BE FAITHFUL TO THE MEANING OF MY LIFE--THAT ELUSIVE MEANING WHICH CAME FROM THAT LONG AND MYSTERIOUS CHAIN OF EVENTS TO PRESENT itself to me.  NEW project make a representational   chain of events!

the mind fades

It took me a long time to recall how to get onto this blog tonight and I know it is not unrelated to turning sixty, me who actually once uttered the words of my day about not trusting anyone over thirty-
the lost boys found me and i became an old woman full of rage, but wise a fucking sage

I've spent some time with the frail today- the pain really is as deep as the joy.

I invite anyone who reads this to the first Friday in May Gala at the gallery- starting at six

march ing

I am always amazed at the rates time passes...just completely baffled even in the depths of beauty created over history--thinking about blurring boundaries as a theme for some paintings maybe even a poem.  The blurring becomes interesting to me as so many of the distinctions are arbitrary and false that the shapes of things become the form over function over aesthetic value over emotional response

over easy.  but not so that it is runny.  These are two new paintings I am working on.  One more done than the other.  Three months left of my last full time school year and it feels like I am finally planting stars!

DECember-- 12/12/12/ happy birthday MAC

December; constantly astounded by the rate of time.  A new painting on the theme.  Next week, the playa- it is like taking a breath and recognizing you are fully alive- and appreciating that fact; flirting with immortality til it gets boring.  OK I am appreciating friends - especially those who continue to support my art- and of course family who continually make the dream-team.  Holiday gratitude-- or corbieres.  Vino Verite.-- this first pic was 5 months ago; seems like five years. the bird is now, though not good photo.  happy holidays

gift of the crow

now it's birds, maybe freedom, maybe because i read the gifts of the crows and gained an understanding of another realm of depth, and despite that there might be a large war soon, the Arab Spring might try to bring about an Israeli fall; but there is this other sense of time, maybe it is winter when in the now frozen in some speck of time, where only the now matters and there in the birds eye in the calm of the eye of a tornado in the I.  i.  i paint bIrds.

and something in progress

inspired by a recent visit to Frida's house; I am going to use a real blue house paint chip and make a star later--- putting some real things in paintings gives them at least a little real value!

The final version of the elephant painting; the figure is juggling real coins