Painting my Garden is a project I began exactly one year ago, May 2018. As I mentioned in an earlier post, my intention was to paint each newly emerging flower as it bloomed in the garden surrounding my small cottage. That was a dream I couldn’t keep up with. The garden got way ahead of me and thanks to my amazing phone camera, I was able to paint from spring and summer references throughout the winter. March 30, 2019 the garden project was done.
April 1, 2019 I hung 12 paintings at St. Charles Redmond. This smaller hospital offers a lovely, friendly, quiet venue. I am one of three artists presently showing there. You are welcome to visit in person, or you can sneak a peek here on my blog site. Some of the paintings have appeared in past postings, but I wanted to show them as one spring-time event.
Painting for a Spring show, and the snow’s coming – maybe a foot tonight. No complaints!
It’s going around Bend, a healthy flu that’s making many of us unhealthy. After laying low for several days, this morning I decided to get with it and try my hand at “Negative Painting.” With this technique paint is applied between desired shapes , and, if you’re lucky or know what you’re doing, an image appears. After coming close to trashing this piece many times, but listening to that voice that says, “keep going,” I got close to the sunflower I was after – or it could be a water lily.
I’ll add a fun little “Poppy Garden” and a piece I did in Angie Granger’s workshop this Fall.
Isabella was 8 weeks old when Don and I picked her up in Clackamus to bring her to Bend and her new home at Skyliner’s. She soon came to love the snow, her walks in the snow, and long naps buried under the snow. I’ll share a favorite memory. One cold and sunny trip up the road to Tumalo Falls the snow was deep and the berm high and pure fluff. She was trotting right along next to my skis when suddenly, bloop, there she went, all 16 weeks of her agile little body into the berm. She disappeared. I followed her, but she was gone. I was digging and throwing snow, panicked and desperate. I called to another skier passing by with his dog that my pup was lost under the snow. He said, “No problem, my dog can find anything.” Just then as quickly as she had disappeared she reappeared with a flurry and bounced, unaffected, on up the trail. She was smart, beautiful, sensitive, a constant companion, and much more. In 2016 we had to leave Skyliner’s and moved to Bend. I think she missed her life of freedom and familiarity. She did grow old, as did I, and her health failed. On November 18, 2018 her best friends and I laid her in our back yard where she is now blanked with the snow she loved so much. I love you sweet girl. You are deeply missed.
Peace to all on this Christmas Eve.
This morning’s rain promised a dark, gloomy Christmas, but by this afternoon the temperature dropped and we are blanketed with a layer of pure, bright, beautiful snow. Perfect for Christmas.
Another year has past and winter in all its beauty and quiet is upon us. Today marks the return of the sun and, paradoxically, the beginning of winter when dark days and long nights prevail. Every year Mother Nature offers her seasonal gift, a time to look within and find comfort in our own skin. Of course this is a challenge with the joy and craziness of the holidays all mixed up together. Maybe a “both-and” approach is called for and “Quiet Craziness” will work just fine. What do you think?
November 12th, the birthdays of my son Terance Olaf Skjersaa ll and his dad Terance Olaf Skjersaa, was celebrated at Anthony’s. Ten Skjersaa’s were around the table celebrating this grand and fun day. Wishing both Terrys a great year to come.
Forum in Terrace Lodge
Tuesday November 13th – 10:00 to 4:00
I hope you can join me, along, with many other artists, for a one-day art show at Bend’s Touchmark Lodge. It is located adjacent to the Bend Athletic Club, just below the Century Dr. and the Mt. Washington Dr. roundabout. I look forward to seeing you there.
I will be showing framed work plus many hand painted holiday cards. Originals and prints are available.
Below are a few samples.
Cards are available at: firstname.lastname@example.org
Originals $15 – $25. Prints $2. – $4.50
Happy Holidays to Everyone
When I lived at Skyliner’s often on a Sunday, or any other day of the week, I would head out towards my “personal sanctuary.” No pews out there, no priests in robes speaking a male dominated tongue, or no hugging the stranger next to you . There are good things about church, but it’s nice, for me, to have an alternative – like The Church of the Beaver Pond.
Through the Aspen grove listening to the little heart-shaped leaves making music in the wind, then on to the little pond where creation, life and death, spoke truth and comfort.
The shapes, colors, and fragrances of Fall are a promise. Fall promises change, a u-turn out of summer and a colorful opportunity to contemplate the truth that nothing stays the same. Winter is on its way and we adapt. We re-style our clothing shedding tee shirts and searching out warmer coats. We revise ourselves with the seasons, hopefully with grace, and Look, there on the stove we find warm soups and maybe a friend for lunch. Humm, that reminds me, my artist group is coming tomorrow, and I have a chicken vegetable, coconut milk soup I have to get started. So, I remind myself, “it’s” all there and we’re part of it, endowed with the ability to hope, and love, and surround ourselves in an atmosphere of the best we can be in any moment. I just watched “Martian Child” twice. The child starring in that movie…he’s just enough to make you “Fall in love.”