Images reveal themselves on the canvas
in a meditative process, applying paint and color without a specific idea other then listening and following a call to create emptiness, a space for the imagination.
The words came as I stood there before these living abstractions, these sound colors, their movements flow out into the atmosphere .
“It’s Easy If You Try”
Just like you picking up the brush not really knowing
where it will lead you, and so it is with what I wrote marveling
at the delicate beauty of your work. Yes, feminine, the life bringer.
Easy if you try.
Have we finally transcended out of our dead past,
have we finally broken free,
surely there is female form,
hidden energies; there to the left, can you see her
in the layered colors, delicate image
standing there as spirit?
Easy to imagine characters of the heart,
to cultivate your garden of love,
to let go, you watch your step at peace-
- what can be more beautiful then love,
easy to imagine he's a magic man,
I mean a magic women
to paint like this, not even the saints, not even if...
Vast Rolls the Green Sea of Heaven
What do we have but our thoughts
could fall away into silence -—-
Accustomed to scented roses, and so much
White strokes over green fields —
fascinating colors that begin the story.
Ocean of green, winds of white lines …
beginning water, blue, a wild place—
great birds of prey, herds of bison,
wolves. What wants to be born is all here
The wonder of this work :
colors are the energies
from her hidden well of feelings and moods.
The love of invention and discovery
through a stream of unconscious gestures,
of trust, her hand and eye will lead her home.
Blue, what this color does for you,
see how it floats on the air like the sky and the ocean
there is music
in this play of color shapes.
Looking into this work
you can respond to it .
I am there in it.
It delights me
energized in the abstract
As it loves itself, it makes everyone happy
even the playful gods know
this blue is famous
for its inspirations, for its devotion to God.
This blue is the peace you were looking for.
and when you are sad, there is blue.
nothing becomes something.
Brush strokes, colors.
Dragons face, no -
a green sloping hillside, a river runs through.
a lovely white sandy beach
to rest -
peaceful thoughts of Rumi,
takes you through that field of no right or wrong.
I meet you there.
If it's a thing, an object, how do I enter it, this field.
What is out beyond has been found,
the secret inside is a treasure
we treasure ourselves and others,
we go for long walks and talk with God.
Imagine vast open space, see what you called into being.
I love to meet you there in the blue of it and the green.
The hawk circles round and round
above the cloud cover.
To the inner eye
imagine the forming of the sea
in a mist like primordial smoke.
The landmass forming
now children and the navigators
about to launch their new life.
“Joy for All People”
Some kind of joy
leapt out and opened new pathways-
when love would sit beside me
thrilled into the light
an early dawn.--
Some kind of joy
sat beside me and held me
and softly I wept for the sake of these blessings
Reflections on water,
a mirror, serenity has a face like this
to the light
these images and the words will soon be available in a little printed book
the original paintings are 12x12x1,5" acrylic on panel.
Inquire at firstname.lastname@example.org