The itsy bitsy spider

Bugs, Nature

I love bugs! There are more of them than there are of us. They are an individual collective. Spiders are wonderful as long as they are not living in my house.

I did wrestle with a Wolf spider once. I don’t like killing them but this one was preventing me from doing laundry. Lord knows I wanted to do that task. When I hit it with one of my son’s giant shoes and nailed it, all the babies that I did not see rushed off. Yeah. I prefer to use natural products in most all cases, but the bug spray came out for that event.

I have wondered how many spiders I have swallowed in my sleep, mouth agape. Let’s not go there.

I have spiders all over the porch where I paint. In some circles spiders are considered signs of creativity. I’ll take that.

Enjoy!

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An early morning rainbow

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The inhabitant

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Smile for your closeup

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This morning taking a bath

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Mushroom Party continued – 2018

Mushrooms, Nature, Photography

These are the rest of the mushrooms we saw on our hike at New London Tech Trails in Bedford County. I can’t wait until we go back again to see what we can see.

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The tiniest mushrooms we saw.

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Some were growing on trees.

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I love that mushrooms push their way through whatever.

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So earthy.

 

Never eat anything bigger than your head mushroom

Mushrooms, Nature, Photography

 

This mushroom was at least 16″ tall. See how the shadow of the leaves fits on the cap? I wish we would’ve thought to put a human next to it when taking its picture. This was on the hiking trail at New London Tech Trails.

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I like the way the shadows of the leaves hit the top. It should give you an idea of how tall this was.

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This mushroom was at least 16″ tall. What a treat to see.

Red Mushroom – 2018

Mushrooms, Nature, Photography

Isn’t this a handsome one? It’s so wonderful to walk through the woods and see these beauts peeking through the leaves. Once again our hike gave us a gift. New London Tech trails. Okay, because I do love to research, this is a Butyriboletus frostii

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Butyriboletus frostii or a red capped mushroom.

Orange Mushrooms

Mushrooms, Nature, Photography

More mushrooms from our hike on Bedford County’s New London Tech Trails. I thought about looking them up and naming them, but for now I just want to enjoy their color and beauty.

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I cropped this because the colors and texture are so beautiful

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Wider shot of this orange capped mushroom.

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Somebody took a bite.

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Hmmm. I wonder what this mushroom will be when it grows up.

Colorful patterns at the market

Farmer's Market, Nature

It’s a bountiful time of year when the farmers bring their harvest to our community market and the farmer’s market in Forest. The fruits and vegetables are so beautifully arranged and always beg for a portrait. I love how they all line up for their close ups.

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New Mexico is a great big brown baked potato

Acrylics, Art, Encaustic Wax, Inspiration

This is a short story on how this painting got its’ name. It began in 1981. When photos were taken with film cameras.

While some people might think that New Mexico looks like a great big brown baked potato, I think otherwise. Colors in the rocks, the sunsets, and landscape. Magnificent.

The painting started out as “The Draw” based on Blackwater Draw in New Mexcio. It landed on the canvas in 2011 with a monochrome under painting of burnt umber. I started it upside down because the perspective was challenging me. This way my brain would only see shapes. Other colors were going to be added, but we moved. And moved again. I kind of liked it with the one color.

2015 – This painting wanted attention. Encaustic wax called to me. I brushed the wax over the top very lightly and only heated it enough to adhere the layers. The sand is silica from those little packets that come in pills. In writing on the very last layer is “New Mexico is a great big brown baked potato” in oil pastels. This piece flowed out of me and I enjoyed the process.

 

 

Telling the story through art

Art, Cigar Box, Encaustic Wax, Pastel, Photography

I had my first solo art show last year and these are some of the pieces that emerged for the presentation. These came together out of an experience and I’m ready to tell the story.

My Dad was sick and I needed to go home to Albuquerque.

Although I take my camera everywhere to catch inspiration, it’s a good place to hide behind. I took this shot of a plane being de-iced at the airport while heading out west to be with my Dad. It translated nicely to an encaustic on a cigar box.

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December 26 getting de-iced

As life goes, my Dad passed and the night before the memorial service, we headed to Sandia Casino to drop my sons off for the night as there wasn’t enough room at my parents’ house. This is a shot from the Northeast Heights in Albuquerque where you can see the whole city below. Those guys managed to stay up all night and win $5000. They both felt like their Poppy was right there with them cheering them on.

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To the casino

A month later I headed home. I made all of my connections and was stuck in the Dulles Airport where I was supposed to take a puddle jumper (literally, as the weather was bad) to Charlottesville, VA. My husband was waiting there for me. Oh, how much I missed him. They kept moving the flight, cancelling it, and finally we all boarded. Prop plane. In a storm. The lady I sat next to in the front row looks at me and says “we’re gonna die.” I answer “maybe you will, but I’m not dying.” So weird. We sat on the tarmac while being de-iced. Other planes next to us were getting their treatment. Ten minutes later…”This is the captain speaking. This flight has been cancelled.”

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On the tarmac in the “death” plane January 27 – encaustic on a cigar box (sold)

Luckily for me, my son lives in D.C. where he rescued me from the airport. He drove us through that rainy night like a speed boat. I stayed behind my camera as I did not have on a life-preserver on. The next morning I took a train home. Pretzels and beer can be a complete meal.

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The rescue from the airport – Pastel

We all have a story to tell and this one came out through my art. Who knew?

Why Not Paint Tadpoles?

Acrylics, Art, Inspiration, Pastel

I drew and painted as a child all the time. I drew and painted in my art courses at college. Broadcasting got a hold of me and two or three television stations later and I stopped painting.

Twenty years later I picked up a brush again and didn’t know where to begin…again. The first attempt was to throw paint on the canvas making swirls and adding objects, it seemed so flat otherwise. The colors popped! It didn’t mean anything. It was happy, but just a bunch of doodles.

Gesso is an artists’ friend. Goodbye swirls, hello circles. Still…flat. Some of those circles looked like breasts with the objects in the middle.

As I am always photographing micro shots of critters,  I posted these tadpoles stuck in a tide pool on Facebook and a friend inspired me with “You should paint them”. The colors were vibrate, the composition flowed. A 3′ by 5′ painting of tadpoles emerged. Right over all those swirls/circles. I experimented with pastels combined with gel medium. Acrylics. Overall, it was a satisfying experience. This is the journey.