Saturday, June 30, 2012

The View from my Window--on Silk!

I knew it would happen. When I moved into this house, I could watch the moon rise over the harbor and the ducks swim in the neighbor's pond. But alders grow fast, and now all I can see is trees. Knowing it would happen, I sketched the scene, and years later painted it on silk--silk curtains. The bear who crossed my lot while the house was being built, the deer who sleep under my apple trees, the racoon who steals my garbage cans, and many of the other wild animals who have visited this island home found their way into the painting.

The curtain, in three panels, was on display all of June at Common Thread, a shop collectively run by about a dozen fiber artists. Cards from this painting are available at my booth at the Vashon Saturday Market, and prints are available on my esty shop.

Friday, June 29, 2012

Port Townsend, Here I Come!!

I am so thrilled! I just found out that My painting on silk, Golden Pathway, has been accepted into a prestigious show, the Port Townsend/Expressions Northwest!! The show runs from August 3rd to August 26th (my birthday!) and will be up during the time I will be in Port Townsend participating in the Edge program.   The Edge program is a professional development program for visual artists  through Artist Trust!

Halleluiah!!

It seems so appropriate that this piece, which has become a symbol for me of having and being the best in life, of walking a road of loving and creating and doing right work, is the one accepted of the three I submitted.

 This painting was inspired by a walk with my beloved in a magical madrona forest on a small island east of Vancouver Island, Canada. We had been sailing all day, and anchored down in Pirate's Cove, De Courcey Island. It was July, when the madrona turn some of their leaves yellow and drop them. The path was covered with golden madrona leaves, the ravens were singing, the sun was shining......  It was a perfect moment, one that has colored my life beautiful since then, even through the death of my beloved almost exactly a year later.