Imagine this: starting today YOU are the one creating meaning. But really, think.
How many times a day do you reshuffle someobe else’s obsessions? How many times a day do you repeat mantras crafted by others? How many times have you mimicked someone else’s painting fingerprint?
I drove through White Mountains yesterday to photograph marshes and rivers. The red was bleached already and leaves were barely hanging onto the branches. How fortunate our human seasons last longer, I thought.
So, in search for salt marshes gps gave me wrong directions but — how auspicious — I ended up by the most beautiful wetland.
A perky boy with a very loud car stopped next to me (people, please, turn off your turbo engines in national parks, would ya…) and that’s the only moment of yesterday I dislike. Otherwise, the Wetlands I saw, discovered by my overlooking, overhearing senses (let’s be honest, it wasn’t a faulty gps but my curious heart) gifted me with a perfect-picture-perfect perfection. The agency was to follow the path I googled. My neurons decided otherwise. Now I have my own meaning to what it means : “Must see.”
#30daysofHeartNesting : to sit, to sharpen, to soften, to write, to reveal, to remove my blind spots.
All my watercolors are on fina art watercolor paper, mounted to panel and framed in white-washed fir, ready to hang. And they are absolutely affordable.
OPENING RECEPTION: 3/1 at 6pm.