Flaming Waters

If I could set fire to a water fountain I imagine it would look like this….Flaming waters and a wild imagination brought this abstract painting to life. All of the heat and the curling flames are captured and absorbed into the digital realm that they are born into. A golden tapestry of heat and beauty.

Life is contained here and destruction is also present. One brings about the other in a frenzied fight for existence. Food is cooked and bodies are warmed by the same process that wood and other materials are consumed by. It is an interesting fact that one cannot exist without the other.

Have you ever looked deep into flames and wondered if they are actually alive? I often sit and gaze into our fireplace in the winter and imagine that I see all sorts of stories playing out. The fire itself seems living to…

Raspberry Reflections

The raspberry bush in my garden is an heirloom variety that I was given by my Mother and it came from her garden. I can only imagine how many generations removed are these berries from the first berry in that initial harvest. How much sweeter is the taste and how much plumper the fruit after many years of tender loving care and warm sunshine. Practice makes perfect I have always heard and it believe it now more than ever. Nothing is done really well until it has been done many times. Beginners luck is a fleeting glimpse of the reward you will encounter if you continue to hone a skill.

My garden is a living canvas of fruits, vegetables and flowers. My family is a living extension of all those who have come before me and all that will follow in my footsteps. I have a special connection…

The title of this work is Broken Heart.

I painted a broken heart and all the emotions that accompany a broken heart. Love, loss, betrayal, guilt, fantasy, magic, skepticism, frustration, yearning, acceptance, wistfulness and on and on. Colors represent emotions and shapes express yearning and acceptance.

We all hope for the best when we embark on the wild ride of intense emotion and absolute abandon that accompanies all lovers. At times we bask in the devotion of our partner and other times we collapse in misery as our feelings are dashed into the pits of despair. Love and loss and experience teach us that all of these combined contribute to the intensity of our emotional journey. Love is not without pain and never will be. Nothing is perfect in this life and as we travel we learn. Safe and careful will not protect you from pain. Indeed you will need…

What do you see here? I am loving the blue color I have invoked. It sits calmly in the center of the screen just waiting for your eye to wander there. What is is and where did it come from. Is this blue void going to swallow us whole or just wait patiently until our eyes are ready to melt into it. Explore all of the textures and color variations. I have painted many wondeful mysteries into this scene.

I enjoy digital painting and photography. My images are all representative of this. I like to start with my camera and see what I can discover and then go to my computer and again see what I can discover. Art is a discovery process for me when I am free to create. I like to let my imagination wander and see what I come up with. Not all of it is…

I just couldn’t resist doing this one! Also, my top 5 favorite trivia facts about the original 1954 film, courtesy of IMDB.

1. The name Gojira is a combination of the Japanese words for gorilla (gorira) and whale (kujira). The monster was so named because his original design was that of a gorilla-whale monster, which is recounted by people who worked on the film.

2. Because of the complexity of the production, the entire film was storyboarded. This is believed to be the very first time this was done for a Japanese film.

The Many Moods of Godzilla is available as a print here.

3. It was not uncommon for a cup of Haruo Nakajima’s sweat to be drained from the Gojira suit.

4. The sound department tried numerous animal roars for Godzilla but felt they were unsuitable for an animal of such immense size. Akira Ifukube came up with Godzilla’s roars…

I visited the Antelope Canyons some time ago; it was a dream come true. I received as a gift from my husband and all day (8 hours) hiking package with a Navajo Tour Guide to go through 5 of the canyons open at that time with my camera and photograph as I please.

Many people are familiar with Peter Lik, a famous photographer whose art on the same subject I admired so with that in mind (and as a contest of sort) I attacked the canyon with full force. The guide is used to tourists and preferred to point out spots to stand to photograph from but I rejected and so he asked why and I told him that imagine me as Peter Lik; does he also give directions to Peter Lik on what to photograph and from what angle? Hence from that point on I was able to capture…

I see a large whale rising out of the ocean. Searching the sky for any sign of other creatures and not so softly sinking back down into the waves. I see blue skies and choppy water. It is amazing to me how a photograph taken of a small section of glass can look like something completely different. A whale in the ocean for example….

I really enjoy taking abstract photographs and visualizing all sorts of stories. This is the way that I see the world. I try to find small realities inside of larger pictures. I enjoy trying to discover mysteries withing everyday things. Some people like it when I try to describe or write about my work and others are not so happy with me directing their thoughts in any one direction.

What do you see when you look at this photograph or has my description forever burned itself…

My youngest daughter loves all things art. If I turn my back for too long she will scam my paintbrushes, pencils, markers, and paper, anything she can get her little fingers on. One day I was really busy with commissions and packaging, I left my paints out on the table to be put away later. She decided to help herself and took a little piece of canvas I had laying there and made a painting. A six-year-old painting can be quite a mess as I am sure you can imagine. She had paint on the floor, the table, the tea towel from the kitchen (in her misguided attempt to clean it all up) the paintbrushes tossed aside, paint tubes knocked over and dripping. So basically a complete disaster. When I came across this I just about lost my mind, as I went to call her down from her room…

No, not an actual edible mushroom. I am talking about my abstract mushroom painting. I painted a Magic Mushroom sitting quietly on the forest floor waiting to be picked. It glows with anticipation and glee. If you really could eat it, imagine what it would taste like. Would the soft glow coming from behind it forever alter the taste of this fungus? Would that be better or worse. I am intrigued by the idea that this painting is a kind of Jack o Lantern abstract from another dimension. Can you imagine that there is a party going on on the other side of this screen? You can barely make out shapes and shades of colors that seem to glow and move. Oh that is right, a mushroom not a party. What was I thinking, or is this just the mushroom talking. After all we did just try to taste it…..

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A mysterious door to nowhere…or is it? While this photograph was taken at the abandoned and overgrown marina in Alviso, California, this image reminds me of some half-forgotten fantasy tale from childhood. Who knows what fantastical realm, alternate universe, or historical time awaits you, once you venture through the door…

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