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"All the Danger We Came From" - oil on plywood, 16" x 20". Available here and at Artfinder.
When you get older, plainer, saner
When you remember all the danger we came from
Burning like embers, falling, tender
Long before the days of no surrender
Years ago and well you know
- LP, "Lost on You"
There is something internally expansive about learning to see in two dimensions (seascapes, this month) while simultaneously learning to see within your own experience of living.
This painting, for example. Are we looking ahead toward the horizon and whatever is just beyond the cliffs? Or are we looking behind us and seeing the fiery sky fall away in the distance?
When you get older, plainer, saner
When you remember all the danger we came from
Burning like embers, falling, tender
Long before the days of no surrender
Years ago and well you know
- LP, "Lost on You"
There is something internally expansive about learning to see in two dimensions (seascapes, this month) while simultaneously learning to see within your own experience of living.
This painting, for example. Are we looking ahead toward the horizon and whatever is just beyond the cliffs? Or are we looking behind us and seeing the fiery sky fall away in the distance?
All the Danger We Came From
There is a lot of looking ahead in the world right now - trying to figure out what's next, how to navigate the future and what the trajectory of all the things happening might be. I'm trying not to spend time there. Instead, I reflect on what is behind and then mine it for the wisdom I need right now. But I won't spend too much time there, either. The present is filled with wonder.
Like this singer/songwriter a friend just introduce me to. Holy mackerel. A little audio treasure along the path to seeing.
About the painting: oil on gesso'd plywood. Beginning with thin layers spread with rubber brayer and a soft cloth, then adding texture with palette knife and chopstick. A little dry brushing to soften sky and water.
Plain and simple: you are a magician.