Creek in the blue-white
marks time with a lullaby
while everything’s still
Little Creek
34″ x 22″  watercolour, lacquer, tempera on paper
painting cut apart & reassembled to give a slightly dimensional abstraction
private collection

Tree Women will guide you
They are keeping time through the dark,
holding memory safe,
under copper rocks

Crooked Path of Winter
watercolour, lacquer, konaunmo (ground shell) on paper
Painting cut apart, reassembled to give a slightly dimensional abstraction.
Image: 12 x 12 inches
private collection

ONE LAST GLANCE

Speaking cat-to-cat.
Her face changes.

(to see her full screen click on the image, then use the zoom for one more enlargement)
Enchanted
I do not know what she was thinking, feeling, but for me, the world filled with such peace.  All the craziness and busyness we occupy ourselves with, gone. The blessing of living in the moment slipped in to all […]

Phthalo Man, what an intoxicating colour!
The can-opener’s floor is dull as dirt, warm sand, boring. Now, I’ve been watching her for months. Her concentration is almost cat-like as she dips and swipes. I decide it’s time to do her a favor, spice up the place while she is out chopping wood.
Phthalo!! Intense permanent blue Purrfect!

First […]

She finds me just before sunrise as I am grinding coffee.  We are neighbors, share unbounded property lines.  We see each other most mornings, say hello, but this morning we stop.  Would I like to spend some time, she seems to ask.

I kneel by the glass and rest my hand against the window, she leans […]

One of my friends.
A pack of six coyotes hunts around the house.  These guys have bushy tails and are more graceful, compact, of a lighter colour than other coyotes here. We’ve taken to calling them “brush wolves” because of their more wolf-like demeanor; curious and playful, we are relaxed in each other’s company.   The other […]