Sunday, March 31, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
A clean slate. Thank you.
2013 who would have thought it? Another chance
to do it right.
This painting was done while thinking about one of my favorite books by Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye. This
little girl thought her life would be so much better, if only
she had blue eyes.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
MORNING HAS BROKEN
their bags for their journey...........getting ready
for the flight.
This is a wax painting, I did not
purposely sit down to paint the blue bird.
He showed up in the wax, so I outlined his
body and let him stay.
9/22/2012--Our choir is learning the following song, and I realized while singing it that it fits my bird that showed up in my painting. It's written by Eleanor Farjeon.
Miss Geraldine this song is for you.
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word.
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning,
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day.