



These are nonobjective and fun compositions I did to fit in three retro frames I came across. I did 4 compositions so I could choose the strongest 3 to frame. Any opinion?
This is an experiment joining the merry band of art bloggers on the web, a global version of show and tell!

Another charming photo of my mother-in-law.
Sanctuary #3 was purchased yesterday and is on its way to Canada. I was honored to meet Sylvia Keesmaat and her mother Irene Keesmaat who were in Grand Rapids to attend the Synod of the Christian Reformed Church. Sylvia included some of my work in a devotional booklet she edited for use with meditations about the use of the gifts of women in the church. Irene is also an artist and lives and works in Caledonia, Ontario. It was a delight to visit with them.

Happiness Is A Journey... Father Alfred D'Souza |
| For a long time is seemed to me that life was about to begin -- real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. This perspective has helped me to see there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So treasure every moment you have and remember that time waits for no one. Happiness is a journey, not a destination. GREAT quote! Don't know who he was, but that is some serious wisdom! Also attributed to him sometimes is: Happiness is a journey, not a destination. Dance as though no one is watching you. Love as though you have never been hurt before. Sing as though no one can hear you. Live as though heaven is on earth. |

These sweet little blue flowers were all over Camp Tosebo last weekend. The pale blue carpet in the woods is amazing. There are lots up by the craft house like in this plein air painting from last year. I transplanted some in to a little rock garden by the Trunk House and they jumped right up like they hadn't been uprooted. I also found a patch of pink ones. I transplanted some down to my garden in the city and you can see they look pretty happy amongst the other eclectic mix of survival-of-the-fittest in the back garden. I hope they spread a lot of seeds!

It's hard not to respond to flowers this time of year. I was playing with some paint at the Fire and Water Showroom while I was gallery sitting and David had brought pansies for his class and that's what my painting turned out to be. Then I went on a photographic tour of a local greenehouse just to feed my eyes with all the color! What a great time of year!The Wish to Be Generous
All that I serve will die, all my delights,
the flesh kindled from my flesh, garden and field,
the silent lilies standing in the woods,
the woods, the hill, the whole earth, all
will burn in man’s evil, or dwindle
in its own age. Let the world bring on me
the sleep of darkness without stars, so I may know
my little light taken from me into the seed
of the beginning and the end, so I may bow
to mystery, and take my stand on the earth
like a tree in a field, passing without haste
or regret toward what will be, my life
a patient willing descent into the grass.~ Wendell Berry ~
(The Collected Poems, 1957-1982)

