Tuesday, April 15, 2008

sign of spring


I have this cactus plant that has taken over the window sill in my kitchen. It must really like the morning light. The other day I looked behind the curtain and was pleased to see this incredible flower and many buds about to bloom. It must be a sign of spring!

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

back country skiing


It has been an incredible winter, with record snowfall and powder days being the norm instead of the exception. I have been captivated by skiing in the back country this season. The incredible remote beauty and pristine conditions seem to far out weigh the risk and extra effort involved. Thanks to my very experienced and long time friend, Larry, I have been out there enjoying the turns and seeing the beauty.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

aspen tree collage


This collage represents an aspen tree during a storm. I collected the bark hanging from a dead tree. It reminded me of a snake shedding its skin.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

blobs





I have always been inspired and intrigued by the blobs of snow left on the branches of trees after a big snowfall. Their lyrical shapes become sculptures, abstractions of nature, that will disappear with the next big wind.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

aspen leaves










Lately I have been looking at the incredibly unique faces of individual aspen leaves. The cold nights of fall have changed their color from green to an infinite variety of warm brilliant tones. Eventually all of their color will fade to brown and gray, the snows of winter will cover them and the wonderful process of change will continue.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Sunday, September 16, 2007

summer is waning


When the explorer gentian is in bloom it is a bittersweet sign that summer is waning. Have we laid in the grass and soaked up enough warmth to last the winter? Have we really looked at the flowers so that their unbelievable color is imprinted on our mind... Bring on the beautiful hues of autumn, golden yellow, red, orange, brown, rust and all the rest. The smell of rotting leaves, the cool crisp air, and then whiteness. The seasons, I love them all!

Friday, August 3, 2007

tiny butterfly

I hiked up Mt. Emmons the other day. It is a gem of a mountain. Walking through its forest is like being in a dream. The view at the top is vast and unique with a spectacular three hundred and sixty degree panorama of the surrounding ranges. Its history is a struggle. Buried within this mountain there is a treasure, a mineral used to harden steel. Humans need steel to build. The mining of molybdenum will again threaten the magic and splendor of this place.
Along the way I came across this little butterfly and thought that it represented Emmons beautifully. Because of its broken wings I was able to capture the image of this incredible work of nature. The subtle coloring and intricate patterns in the wings and antenna are amazing. I felt tremendous empathy towards this tiny butterfly, the size of your thumbnail. Perhaps the load was to big to carry.. It could not fly away... could not escape.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Jupiter, is burning


We scattered Erics asches in the bannana chute. He wanted it to be an adventure, and to Oliver , Julieanne, and all of us, it was. I felt honored and was touched to be there. Emotions were close to the surface and tears evaporated into the alpine beauty. Many friends have passed this year. Dear memories are held in our hearts. Perhaps the most important thing about a life passing is the positive forces that their memory brings into the world . It is essential to remember. Lives are scattered like stars shining in the sky, each one brilliant and precious. Jupiter, is burning.

Friday, June 22, 2007

we heard about flowers













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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Jazz Collages




These collages are related to jazz music. I listened to a variety of musicians and recordings while working on these pieces.I played one particular selection many times throughout the process. "Popsicle Illusion",a solo album by jazz pianist Joanne Brackeen, is brilliant. The playfull improvisation, colorful rhythms and variety of textures, make her music exraordinary. The parallels between music and painting sometimes seem very close. In these collages I have tried to use three mediums; watercolor, colored pencil and collage, like instuments to create a kind of trio. Spontaneous washes, lines and shapes harmonise to create an abstract interpretation of this wonderful sound. The interview at the end of the recording is also very enjoyable. Her responces and descriptions reveal her positive and poetic outlook on music and the human condition.