Rips, ©2013. I swim frequently in Lake Michigan and am continually reminded of its power. One big storm can move a sandbar and change the wave patterns at a familiar beach. I check and recheck for rip current alerts before we head to the water. Even when the “coast is clear,” I keep my eyes… Continue reading Roiling, Rippling Rips
Almanac/Full Moon, ©2013, ink on paper. Full moon last night, tides were high. I will see you again, by and by.
Barren Black Sun, oil and wax on panel, 6″x6″ inches, ©2012. With all the overflow, one might quickly forget that a summer ago fields were parched and crops were dying, and fruit trees that blossomed in the early warmth bore little fruit after late frosts. The way in which things are not…after a rare and… Continue reading Drought and barren fields
I have never seen the midwest as green as it is this summer. Rain, rain, and more rainy days, and all is lush, lush, lushy. My rainy day train ride was absolutely color, color, colory. I love this ride from Chicago to southeast Michigan through the annals of American industry between the marshes and the… Continue reading Rain and Green
Three little thoughts from my studio about color—little paper plays, and one more thought—painted stones that are bound to end up as adornments.
Crinoid necklace from one season of foraging July on Lake Michigan: tranquil, sparkling days, the full lull before August when the typical increase of rip currents in the southeast make the lake a force to be weary of. On dappled days we play in Caribbean blue water. I snorkel, foraging for crinoids, fossils and geodes—what… Continue reading Forager
Affirmation found while snorkeling in Harbert, Michigan Everything’s coming up roses and daffodils! Everything’s coming up sunshine and Santa Claus! Everything’s gonna be bright lights and lollipops! Sometimes the message is so clear. 49+1=happy! Just another double rainbow…that’s ummm, two pots of gold!
Fifty 350 million-year-old crinoids found one afternoon at the beach Fifty Lake Michigan beach stones Fifty craters Fifty stars among billions I don’t know what fifty looks like yet. I imagine it looks like many things depending on where you are. In 365 days I will be…can I say it? Can I share it? 50. There, I… Continue reading What does fifty look like?