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I'm still undone, not quite young
But I, I still try
Cross my heart, now I hope to die
Was the way we were
Just like you'd say, we'd turn?
Everything 'round us, big burn
- ORVILLE PECK
But I, I still try
Cross my heart, now I hope to die
Was the way we were
Just like you'd say, we'd turn?
Everything 'round us, big burn
- ORVILLE PECK
A new year in the studio and WOWEE, is there a lot of wild creativity happening or WHAT? (say YES! There IS!)
Beginning with this piece, inspired by a recent hike through an ice covered burn forest in the gorge, where the blackened trunks against white snow and ice were dramatic and so beautiful, but also a bit frightening as the weakened, laden branches crashed and fell under weight and wind.
Beginning with this piece, inspired by a recent hike through an ice covered burn forest in the gorge, where the blackened trunks against white snow and ice were dramatic and so beautiful, but also a bit frightening as the weakened, laden branches crashed and fell under weight and wind.
Add to a half-dozen paintings in process the two new members of our family, both guitars. Sounds of Johnny Cash and Donovan float throughout the house, along with my new favorite, Orville Peck. Peck's video artistry, voice and music are boundary-pushing and yet timeless (see video left).
It's been decades since a guitar sat nestled in my arms, not quite young, but I, I still try. With gratitude to my partner for encouraging me down this path, which finds me skipping merrily. :)
It's been decades since a guitar sat nestled in my arms, not quite young, but I, I still try. With gratitude to my partner for encouraging me down this path, which finds me skipping merrily. :)
There IS!
LOVE the 'white' snow. It dazzles me.
LOVE those laden branches crashing under weight and wind while you, you still try, and fly, not weakened, not crashing.