I’ve been short on words these last few months.
I suppose I’ve been leaning into the relief found in silence. The summer was filled with unexpected and difficult sadness. My older brother passed away in August after spending an arduous month in ICU.
Grief is a long walk out of shadows. As you can imagine my studio has been my solace. The mystery of art is that it unfolds even out of sorrow or maybe in spite of it. I’m looking forward to Fall rushing in with cool breezes and bringing the comfort that comes with time.
Today, I just want to share some work in progress photos from the summer with you…plus a few words from some poets.
“True art evolves us – opens our arms and weakens our prejudices so that the ever-present seeds of healing and renewal can take root in our soul and sinew, cause joy. “
– Daniel Ladinsky
“Art is a wound that turns into light.”
– Georges Braque
“How close does the dragon’s spume have to come? How wide does the crack in heaven have to split?
What would people look like
if we could see them as they are,
soaked in honey, stung and swollen,
reckless, pinned against time?”
– Ellen Bass
Heart is right to cry
Even when the smallest drop of light,
Is taken away.
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