4’ x 4’ Acrylic
The birds are free to leave as they wish but they are intermediated by their perceived entrapment….the first step is always the hardest
4’ x4’ acrylic
Second panel in the “bout birds series. I was taking geology the same time I was taking a poetry class…. learning how Johnny Keats died at such an early age with so many poems in his head to be told and learning how as humans we are on such short time period in the grand scheme really brought to home how fragile our time is
There are four panels to this piece and they should be displayed in this manner. There are similar items that for me illustrate freedom, hope….tomorrow.
For the first time in my life I was as close to my dreams than ever had been but I have not earned my wings …I find when I am creating - myself and desires disappear and the only thing that is mattered is the ability to illustrate what was in my head
Total space cover 7’ x 8’ Acrylic
During the course of this series, my husband was diagnosed with cancer. Being us, we refused to let this illness define us and we looked at it as a meaningless musical interlude (to borrow a line from Remington Steele tv show) we have this wave crashing through my world and turning everything upside down. I selected sunflowers because they are able to grow in the most difficult soil conditions and they turn themselves towards the sun.. I used one of my earlier haikus “Connected at birth * once fledged, do you reminisce * is that why you sing” Hidden within the flowers are my fears and past concerns - never completely gone - always there close to the surface
8’ x 4’ Acrylic
Original title was ‘falling out of grace’ but during my husband’s cancer treatments, I had a friend to caution me to have the grace to allow other’s to help. As I started to work on this painting my thoughts changed and the hawks meaning changed…we fall into a routine of repeating the same mistakes over and over again - and wonder why we are not moving forward. Very often we refuse help from others because we are not sure of their motives. But very often the ones we assume are predators are the very ones doing their best to help us. I have a lone hawk flying away from this calamity and that is my hope…there must always be hope for change
12’ x 6’ Acrylic
Sometimes like Shakespeare’s Ophelia , we must let a part of us die, let go of people and events and ideas of what we thought we were supposed to be - in order to be who we were meant to be. And very often it was something we never considered originally.
I always knew this series would end with the little girl’s original drawing. The day she took my sketchbook was the most electric synergy, I have ever encountered. She awakened my mind to new thoughts and ways of looking at life.