Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Getting ready...

This is some of the work I assembled today to be shown and possibly sold at the Arts for the Holidays Show and Sale at Minnetonka Center for the Arts.  It was fun to gather these works together.  It seems there is a definite pink theme going on.  I hope to see you at the show!

Thinking ahead...

This is a painting from a few years back.  I am aware of how soon this scene will be present and how much I do enjoy painting bare trees and snow!

But right now it's looking more like this in this neighborhood.

Monday, May 23, 2016

A Morning in Spring

The apple trees and tulips have finished their display, but the bridal wreath is in full bloom.  The sky promises a welcome soaking around noon today.

The year's at the spring
the day's at the morn
morning's at seven
the hillside's dew-pearled
the lark's on the wing
the snail's on the thorn
God's in His heaven
All's right with the world

Robert Browning

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Peaceful Morning

Another peaceful morning at Lake Harriet with goslings and herons happily hugging the shore.

Thursday, May 5, 2016

An opera-tinted gown with a cemetery song

I dream
to don
the dress
of the 
apple trees
and dance
upon the lake
as a dragonfly
then twirl
up a trail
so I can
touch the sky
and feel
what I am told
that I
will never die

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

"This morning, it was very early, the dawn wouldn't come for a couple of hours, on waking, with eyes that have lost their sleep, one was aware of an unfathomable cheerfulness; there was no cause to it, no sentimentality or that emotional extravagance, enthusiasm, behind it; it was clear, simple cheer, uncontaminated and rich, untouched and pure.  There was no thought or reason behind it and neither could one ever understand it for there was no cause to it.  This cheerfulness was pouring out of one's whole being and the being was utterly empty.  As a stream of water gushes out from the side of a mountain, naturally and under pressure, this cheer was pouring out in great abundance, coming from nowhere and going nowhere, but the heart and mind would never be the same again.

one was not aware of the quality of this cheer as it was bursting forth; it was taking place and its nature would show itself, probably, to time and time would have no measure for it.  Time is petty and it cannot weigh abundance."

Krishnamurti's Notebook, p. 29-30.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Morning Meditations

"On waking this morning, there was complete silence outwardly and inwardly.  The body and the measuring and wishing brain were still, in a state of immobility, though both were alive and highly sensitive.  And quietly, as the dawn comes, it came from somewhere deep within, that strength with its energy and purity.  It seemed to have no roots, no cause but yet it was there, intense and solid, with a depth and a height that are not measurable.  It remained for some time by the watch and went away, as the cloud goes behind a mountain."

Krishnamurti's Notebook p. 48

Sunday, May 1, 2016

It's May!!

I decided to start a new journal with the new month of May because I saw that it kept me painting because it was a no-pressure way to paint.

Saturday, April 30, 2016


the galaxy
by all
in the 
of the


I started out with a basic reproduction of what I had photographed.

Then I added some greenery that wasn't there, along with some splatters.

Not satisfied because it still seemed too static, I started smearing things a bit.

I decided to quit, but may go back in with some background.


The echinacea plants are barely an inch tall in my backyard, but that doesn't stop me from dreaming of future scenes like this.

Friday, April 29, 2016

Pinkness returns

Eye Opener

Cool, rainy weather descends
jackets out again
gloves even
while buds are ready to burst
extra time
to observe the richness
of their hues
and time
to remember to see

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Sanctuary Sun

"Think of the many descriptions you put on yourself daily, con-
stantly, descriptions which are critical, which are favorable. You
call yourself perhaps as many as a thousand different things a day.
You’re a success, or you’re a failure, or you’re a frightened person,
or you’re an aspiring person going somewhere important, or you’re
someone who fakes a lot or you’re someone who’s perfectly sincere
in everything you do. Hundreds and thousands of labels over a
period of time, often very contradictory. And you don’t quite know
sometimes how to label yourself, whether you’re a good person or
a bad person or generous or selfish or whatever.

Now look at the people you live with and your friends and your
associates. You will see that you do the very same thing to them,
that you’re constantly describing them in many different ways and
again contradictory very often. Someone is likable one moment, the
next hour or so you have a difference with them and they’re not
very pleasant. So this whole business of going around calling our-
selves and other people names is a constant practice, the mind rolls
forward in it all day long.

Now I want you to know that is a purely human habit and a very
dreadful destructive wasteful habit, but it all connects with
human beings giving themselves and other people labels so that
they think they can understand them if they put a label on them.
But it is the very label that prevents understanding, it acts
as a wall toward you seeing and comprehending the other person’s
motive, what he’s like, and prevents him from seeing you and
understanding you. I said this was a purely human practice.

Now there is another source, another power outside of the human
mind that has nothing to do with this wasteful practice, that
never does it, has no connection with it. And this other source
you can call what you like, but we’ll call it Truth tonight
with a capital T - something which is not a part of the human
mind, therefore, not a part of the labeling process."

Vernon Howard

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Orange is the new...

Rounding the bandshell this morning, I saw an orange sky and then saw a reprise of the color in the perennial garden in a flower I don't remember ever seeing before.  What a surprise!  Looks so tropical and un-Minnesotaesque.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Real Life

Krishnamurti: ``What is real life?'' A little boy has asked this question. Playing games, eating good food, running jumping pushing - that is real life for him. You see, we divide life into the real and the false. Real life is doing something which you love to do with your whole being so that there is no inner contradiction, no war between what you are doing and what you think you should do. Life is then a completely integrated process in which there is tremendous joy. But that can happen only when you are not psychologically depending on anybody, or on any society, when there is complete detachment inwardly, for only then is there a possibility of really loving what you do. If you are in a state of total revolution, it does not matter whether you garden, or become a prime minister, or do something else; you will love what you do, and out of that love there comes an extraordinary feeling of creativeness.

Monday, April 25, 2016

The Show is Beginning

The blossom show is building up having started with magnolias, progressing now to white apple trees and redbud trees, and soon to be rosy crabapples, truly the most beautiful week of the year in this spot!  The perennial garden was filled with tulips this morning.  This path points to the lake.

Since this is the last page of my journal, it seems a fitting time to stop doing these pages.  They were an opportunity to create without pressure and served me well for that.  I hope I have inspired others to try it.  Very relaxing.  Thank you for looking!

Friday, April 22, 2016

A Golden Pas de Deux

*Photo by Carlie Clemmerson

A Golden Pas de Deux

gold and silver 
cameo earrings
were your choice today
A bargain 
the shopkeeper said
due to bad eyesight
But a win all the way around
You laid them out 
in the slanting sunlight
to admire
caught up in their beauty
in the right now of it
no need to hope
no need to plan
two cameos dance
in the setting sun

Journal Entry

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Art Doll Collection

This collection of art dolls was created by Mary Reed of the M Doll Shop on Etsy.  Such amazing work!  She has some new creations up at:

Journal Entry

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Father Goose Grazes Peacefully

The dock is out and father goose grazes peacefully while his mate keeps the eggs warm on Goose Island.

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Journal Entry

Coneflower to Come

All the little coneflower shoots popping up are promising bee-loving blossoms like these coming soon!  Last year I planted quite a few from Sunnyside Gardens and Bachman's and this year I'm considering an entire round bed in the middle of the yard!  I planted some seeds in March and the tiny plants are growing on my bedroom window sill along with some zinnias.  They are very fragile.

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Friday, April 15, 2016

Journal Entry

Paintings Are in Midwest Home

Six of my watercolor paintings can be seen currently at the bottom of this article in Midwest Home.  The article is about my daughter's garden which is pictured in this photo and is here in Linden Hills, just steps away from my foursquare.

Her garden is such an inspiration for my work!!