Sep 15, 2010



Blue Ridge, Georgia is a lovely little town tucked away in the corner of the state amidst foothill mountains, lakes, rivers and pastures. The Arts Guild sponsors various national exhibits and festivals which is what drew me to the area this past weekend, September 10 -12. My studio partner, Amanda, and daughter, Sara, joined me in the trip to experience the Blue Ridge Fall Plein Aire Festival, and to share time relaxing and enjoying the mountains.

Our first day out, we took our canvases and boards to the center for stamping, and picked up information sheets about the area. Then, we drove off to seek lovely vistas and inspiring views. A fellow artist suggested the Nottley Dam area before we left the center, so we began the drive in that direction. After some winding roads and querying of residents, we finally found a recreation/camping area on the lake where we were able to set up and take in the striking picture set by the green waters we'd been told would be there. The water levels were low due to drought, so the orange and peach colored sands and boulders of the lake were exposed on the shoreline which reaches out well beyond the normal levels for the lake. However, this added lovely warm hues against the verdant color of the lake waters, and the lush foliage lining the shores, and topping the small islands. The sky was in constant flux that day, ranging from threat of rain to bright filtered light and clouds providing a challenge for our artistic approach. This is what plein aire is about after all. We all worked in acrylics this day. The picture of the island and waters (at top) was my submission from the Nottley area outing.

The next day, we wound through the mountains snapping photos and trying to find that perfect spot. The skies were bright and it looked promising. Again, we were challenged by the maps and markers for area recreation areas, but finally found a spot along the Toccoa where tubers were floating through and canoes and kayaks could put in. We had all worn bathing suits in hopes of cooling off during the outing, so we were glad to find a good spot for both painting and water play. Sara successfully braved the running waters to get to a large rock across the river. Amanda wandered up and down the banks taking pictures and looking for her spot, while I chose a large flat rock just a few feet into the waters where I placed my chair, balanced my pastel board and box of supplies precariously above the running waters. We all took a respite playing in the water a bit and then got to drawing and painting. This was only my second attempt at plein aire painting with the first workshop leaving me feeling less than enthusiastic about landscapes. However, the Toccoa river seemed to speak in a language that I could understand and the picture above, bottom, was the result of my experience. The challenge for the day was getting the picture laid down before a large thunderstorm rolled in. I was snapping photos as the first droplets fell.

Sara and I left two paintings each at the Blue Ridge Arts Center where they can be viewed during the rest of this month and first few days of October. There were several lovely paintings coming in as we left, so I encourage anyone in the area to stop by the center. It is worth the visit with many lovely exhibits and shows in the historic building.

In addition, I'd like to add a plug for the cabin we stayed in during the weekend. It is called the Dragonfly Cabin and is a lovely out of the way cabin in the mountains just south of Blue Ridge. It is a challenge for your car a short bit of the way, but worth it once there. Nice amenities, quiet and secluded. Just the right place for relaxing and getting away from life's maddening moments.

Jul 20, 2010

Art Stories

Sorry for taking so long to add something new. It's been a busy summer and spring with the wedding in May.
Some of my work is showing at Rockbridge Regional Art Show and Bath County Art Show.
I have been working in the studio, but this piece I completed at home where I prefer to do my pastels. Exploring the story behind the art, looking at old and new photos and just having some fun with the medium is my new focus. This work will be the first of several I'll debute at the Lynchburg Fall Art Show expressing my art as a way to tell a story/capture history.
I used a museum book with rural photos from 50s-60s photographers and was compelled to capture this black and white image in pastel.
That's it for now.

May 18, 2010

SunFloral

Yippee, it's just for pure enjoyment...I got to play...I like to play...

She Speaks to the Spirits

This is my perception of an aspect of the feminine or heart that is connected to the spirit or spiritual knowledge. She is the counterpart of the masculine or head/world knowledge. I speak in these terms not as dividing men from women but as two parts of a whole. As in many cultures across the world, I have attached aspects of gender to these parts of our being.

This spirit is responding to the vibrations of all that has been, is and will be, not such a remarkable thing as it might seem, if we know time is a human-created idea. If time does not actually exist, then it is possible to be connected in some manner to what we call the past, the now and the future and the energies existing across all. Energy, light, sound does not end, but rather continues on and on and the spirit or heart, here is connecting and responding to this continual flow of energies.

I know some of my friends will scratch their heads thinking I have abandoned my relationship with Jesus the Christ by exploring and sharing such things, but I find that my faith and relationship is actually strengthened by knowing. I don't pretend to be some prophet, philosopher or such, just an observer. I find that there is so much of the Spirit that is lost or avoided in contemporary western religion because it is part of that personal connection, intangible and connected to both light and darkness. It is the very thing we cannot control in others; the spirit that allows us to have faith no matter what others may try to take away or destroy; the spirit that carried and carries the persecuted through great ordeals. It has always existed. It is, as I see it, "I AM", unending.

In the end, perhaps because I live in what is called feminine, I perceive in the feminine. This is my conceptualization, not a theological exposition.

(Thanks to my friend, Royal, who posed for and ultimately owned this painting. She is a beautiful soul whose fierce spirit drives her to release her voice into the world to both embrace it and transform it.)

The Dreamer Questions Gauguin

Gauguin's Life Questions is obviously the inspiration for this piece. As I worked on figure studies with our model I thought about the different ways I might approach this pose. For longer poses you sometimes wonder what is/was going through the mind of the model, so in this case, I chose to have her ponder the work by Gauguin and the questions it raises about life and beliefs. It's my take on observing the observer.

Mar 22, 2010

Monday morning...

Tis' Monday morning
Tra La La
Tis' Monday mourning
Diddly Dee
The week is dawning
Tra La La
The weekend's left us
Diddly Dee
Off to see
What this week brings me
Oh Diddly Diddly
Diddly Dee

Does My Memory Serve Me?

Is it the memory that serves me Or is it the other way ‘round…? For the greater part of those shades That falter in and out o...