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Flock Together (a sweet repeat)

10/26/2020

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"Flock Together" - acrylic on paper, 20" x 28" (framed dimension).  Double matted in off-white and professionally framed in modern profile black; behind plexiglass.  Ready to hang.  Available here.


Birds of a feather flock together

..until the cat comes.


A sweet repeat today while several pieces in process in the studio decide what they want to become.  The muse has left the building.  This is something that happens on occasion, and is a good time to tidy, restock, gesso boards, take inventory and watch clouds meander across the sky.
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Flock Together
This piece, which toured in a show with the Florida Watercolor Society and then reigned supreme at a local venue here in Portland, is back home in the roost.  And it now seems perfect for the times.
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We flock together in tiny, curated flocks of safe bubbles of family, and flock together in large, boisterous on-line flocks of like-minded spirits and humans striving to find meaning and connection in a wild, wild world.  And yet, the "cat", be it pandemic, politics or persnicketiness, can also separate our flocks (small and large) and cause division.  Now I have nothing at all against cats (I happen to adore them).  But in this example, making sure the "cat" stays out of the roost is probably a good idea. 

In this painting, woman and feathered beast have found a common ground.  One supports, another trusts, eyes meet.  Maybe they have found a higher ground?  Maybe our county can, too.

​ I think Stevie says it best...
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David Stoner link
10/26/2020 10:48:48 am

What a beautiful painting and a poignant blog. There is a richness and depth to your paintings, and an enlightenment in what you write. You bring meaning and connection to this wild, wild world, and I am thankful for that. 🙏💞💙

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jen
10/26/2020 11:10:16 am

David! Thank you, sweet human! It is a dazzling day when a writer comments on my words...your support means so much!!!! xo

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Dotty Seiter link
10/26/2020 11:20:32 am

Eye to eye, nose to nose, up close and personal: heaven!

I am grateful for the pause and the repeat in this post. Where IS that muse? Not in this building either. BUT … many scraps of paper have been recycled, implements returned to their places, a huge blocking-the-flow easel temporarily folded up and stashed behind a door, my plexiglass palette moved to the kitchen sink for a murphy's oil soak and then a scrub.

Oh, and just for then-facts record, Stevie and I were born on the VERY SAME day, VERY SAME year.

We have not had the very same life!

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jen
10/26/2020 11:26:30 am

Dotty! How oddly comforting that the muse has flown your coop as well...and you have reminded me to clean my palette, which is thick with months of paint.

You and Stevie! Synchronized birthdays! But do you sing?????

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Carol Kitchell
10/26/2020 05:45:16 pm

This week and next especially, we need to send out messages like this! Thank you, Jen.

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jen
10/26/2020 08:28:44 pm

Carol! We do, indeed. Holding space for flocking together, united.

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Carol Edan link
11/1/2020 10:59:59 am

I guess "muses" need a break once in a while. I am sure you have found her hiking the mountain trails. Absolutely love crows and ravens. They have so much to tell us

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jen
11/1/2020 09:44:27 pm

Carol, you are so right! I did find her hiking the mountain trails...and had a conversation with a few crows. Including two circling round and catching the updrafts at the top of one of the mountains! Majestic.

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