Looking Closely: A different point of view
I think it's wonderful, how small cameras
are now. Although I haven't moved into
the Modern Era to have a Smart Phone,
I do carry my camera with me all the time
in my purse, which also contains a book
for reading and a book for drawing.
I try to walk, rather than drive, as much
as I can, and to pay attention to what's
around me...moving slower, looking closer.
For Artists...and for people truly engaged with life...eyes, hands, brain are all tools to be engaged and honed on a daily basis.
Gravel makes so much more sense for a yard
where endless rain alternates with endless
sun--101 straight days of it last summer. I enjoy
sitting on the rocks, listening to the birds and
weeding much more than I would running a
noisy and smelly weed eater. These are Donkey
Tail Euphorbia, which are multiplying themselves
from one plant I bought several years ago.
A two-story sculpture of a kind of a tree, made from pieces of old ships, at Seattle Museum of Industry and History...or some such name. David and I went there the last time I was in Seattle...all kinds of things to look at. It's extra rich for me to have both the city and country opportunities.
Wood and stone, person-made and
nature-made. Below the collection of
stones I keep in my car. I use smooth
white stones like worry beads. They've
been shaped by time and adversity
and I try to view myself that way, aging
in a positive light.
My choices to work as an Artist, rather than at a Job when I was younger mean that I can't afford to travel far now...but I think looking deeply can be as rewarding.
When you can't go far, go deeply.
Lots of material for future art work. I only wish I still had the energy to produce from early morning until late at night.
Doing Art Work generates more ideas, keeps our hand and eye in shape to continue creating.
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| Moth, on the gravel in my yard after a strong wind |
the Modern Era to have a Smart Phone,
I do carry my camera with me all the time
in my purse, which also contains a book
for reading and a book for drawing.
I try to walk, rather than drive, as much
as I can, and to pay attention to what's
around me...moving slower, looking closer.
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| Paint textures on a column in Seattle |
For Artists...and for people truly engaged with life...eyes, hands, brain are all tools to be engaged and honed on a daily basis.
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| Our famous NW rain enhances colors |
Gravel makes so much more sense for a yard
where endless rain alternates with endless
sun--101 straight days of it last summer. I enjoy
sitting on the rocks, listening to the birds and
weeding much more than I would running a
noisy and smelly weed eater. These are Donkey
Tail Euphorbia, which are multiplying themselves
from one plant I bought several years ago.
 |
| The texture in a tree sculpture |
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| Wood textures and lines Phinney Community Ctr. |
Wood and stone, person-made and
nature-made. Below the collection of
stones I keep in my car. I use smooth
white stones like worry beads. They've
been shaped by time and adversity
and I try to view myself that way, aging
in a positive light.
 |
| Car stones, pink one from India on the left |
My choices to work as an Artist, rather than at a Job when I was younger mean that I can't afford to travel far now...but I think looking deeply can be as rewarding.
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| Evergreen textures on my walk to the grocery store |
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| Rust textures on a mailbox |
Lots of material for future art work. I only wish I still had the energy to produce from early morning until late at night.
Doing Art Work generates more ideas, keeps our hand and eye in shape to continue creating.
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