Sunday, March 14, 2010

Mug and Willow SOLD


16 x20"
Oil on gallery wrapped canvas

I got into the studio the other day and painted this one. I have a collection of these colored mugs that I love. They are like old friends. So it felt like I was having this conversations with this old friend whom I hadn't seen in a while. Our conversation just picked up were it last left off. You know the type of friend? It filled my soul.

What else has been filling my soul...
This is Corwyn, the little man that has brought so much joy!

Here are the two brothers. These boys are what has been occupying my time lately. They are so much fun! And oh how they love each other!

Hope to be in the studio now a bit more. I will post photos of my new space soon too.

Be well,
till next time...

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Creative Meditative Workshop

Hello,

It has been way too long since I have put up a post. We are still working on renovations and moving rooms around to accommodate our new baby. We are starting to see light at the end of the tunnel however.

I was asked to do a creative meditation workshop last weekend. A very talented photographer Beth of Beth + Ryan Photography took these photos while participating in the workshop. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. Thank you so much Beth!






I had the women look out the windows to the trees by the lake. I read some very inspiring words from a book called Anonymous by Alicia Britt-Chole.

The prologue of the book uses trees to illustrate how our lives have different seasons. She talks about how her skin prefers their role in the summer, but her soul prefers their teachings in the winter. Then she gets into their teachings. She is an amazing wordsmith if you are looking to be inspired.

Then we sculpted trees with wire and glass beads









"Abundance may make us feel more productive, but perhaps emptiness has greater power to strengthen our souls. In spiritual winters, our fullness is thinned so that, undistracted by our giftings, we can focus upon our character."
Taken from the prologue of Alicia Britt Chole's book Anonymous