It has been hard lately to stay optimistic in this time of unsettled turmoil and division. One way I have been trying to cope is to look for moments of joy in my daily life, whether it be my cat Francis acting like his silly self or the heavy yield of moonflowers over my front entrance or a phone call from a dear friend when a text will just not cut it. Some days I have to work hard to keep my intention to joy ever on the lookout for golden moments (ok, some days a shiny piece of aluminum foil will have just have to do).
Painting this series is one of my ways.
Joy in the Forest of Blank.
This painting really is a collage of string for the trees and paint for the person. A study of contrasts, it reminds me, as C.G. Jung says, to hold the tension between the opposites until the third, the Transcendent, emerges. Not easy even on a good day.
Infestation of Humor
I love this goofy girl on her goofy horse infecting the grey forest with laughter. Heard and good jokes lately? There’s always cat videos!
Out of Chaos Comes the Dance
This canvas started as a repository for left-over paint, all globby and clashing. Then I saw people moving and trying to get free from their acrylic confines. I join them in my living room, often to Robert Palmer’s “Addicted to Love.” It’s hard to be sad when the blood is coursing and the breath is far from even. Join us!
Memorizing the Laws of Gravity 