The Burning and Consuming Element

The Burning and Consuming Element

I spend hours creating the right title for each piece. The burning and consuming element here is my desire to create. I collect shapes for my still life work. There are 2 vases, 2 silver goblets and a gold-painted carved box on a wooden table photographed in natural light from a window.

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These, These Remain But I Record What's Gone

These, These Remain But I Record What's Gone

When I went to the doctor's office, a man across the street was snapping off the frost-bitten flowers. He seemed pleased to give me some to photograph. The apple is from one of our trees - the last tree with any apples. Apparently, they are not a favorite of the deer. There's beauty everywhere - we...

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November Song

November Song

The days are getting shorter. There are more birds at the feeder. They bring their hunger and their music. The pitcher was originally painted with pink roses. I like the shape so I used decoupage to create something more pleasing. This photo was taken about midnight by candlelight and and the light...

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Idea of Simplicity

Idea of Simplicity

Some things just seem to go together - my old watercolor of Siamese cats, an old frame, dried leaves and a repainted candle holder. Simplicity is peaceful and lingering no matter how old.

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October Poem

October Poem

The last wildflowers - false sunflowers appear in an antique bowl and pitcher with a colorful scarf. I immediately put the flowers in water but they were not happy. The next morning they were bright as the sun - ready for their beauty shot. Photographed in natural light from a window.

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The Jeweled Tree

The Jeweled Tree

They used to sit on the grass, the 3 of them - waiting for the sun to turn into stars. Waiting for the tree to drip with jewels.They spoke of far away places they had never been until their mother called them inside.

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Chilengedwa

Chilengedwa

Chilengedwa (the creation). Trees grow and change, bring forth leaves that change color and they shed their leaves like tears. Trees (and the lack of them) change the landscape, just as an artist changes a canvas - adding and subtracting, changing colors, adding color.

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Arranging Flowers

Arranging Flowers

I take a basket and clippers with me as I wander through the seasons collecting roses, seed pods, roots and leaves. Sometimes I come back with dead branches, a broken pine bough with a cluster of cones, a fallen bird's nest. Hollyhocks were plentiful the year the yellow iris failed to appear. Bouq...

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Seisoene

Seisoene

Each change, each season, provides unique color schemes and textures. The sky is a different shade of blue in December than in June. Winds tumble leaves and give flight to seed pods. In spring, birds select the best dried grasses, mud and whatever they can carry to create a sufficient nest. Oh if...

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That Look

That Look

There was something about that look that made others feel shut out and abandoned. Every gesture, flounce of her golden hair, and tilt of her head proclaimed an exasperating interest in some other man.

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The Brightest Night

The Brightest Night

She had never danced with anyone except her shadow and sometimes her sister. She was shy, didn't smile often, and, she could feel the heat covering her face when someone spoke to her. Rose decided New Year's Eve was the brightest night and she was going to dance! This piece received an Honorable Men...

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A Vision

A Vision

I have seen many women go by, marriage and children in their eyes - Roses and Irises with varying degrees of beauty, a rightness and nobility of which the eye could never tire. One may stand in the shade of legends and ancient practices until a vision comes into sight.

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Night at the Gallery

Night at the Gallery

The company hired a delusion of artists to transform the passageways. Every artist wanted their unique pieces featured in the luxury compartments. The occupants would cast a vote and the overall winner would receive first class passage on the second voyage of the Titanic. Night at the Gallery was fe...

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Serenity

Serenity

After a day on the water, we sit around the campfire. The canoe waits for another Maine sunrise.

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