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A Little Commission

My next door neighbor has been growing her chocolate business and she asked me to design a Montclair related piece she could use on her chocolate boxes. I haven’t picked up a paintbrush in a while but I wanted to do this for her.

She wanted some scenes of our town Montclair. The Presby Iris Gardens are iconic.

I had to include my town’s very own Montclair Art Museum.

Edgemont Park with its war memorial and pond with fountains is also a landmark here.

And to make no mistake about it the State of New Jersey which just elected a Democratic governor. Bye bye Mr Christie.

I’m happy to be posting today as I miss this. Things have been hectic and I need to make time for painting. It felt really good to do this and I hope it helps my neighbor sell a lot of chocolates.

Evan and Luke

My cousin dressed in a lion suit holding up his new baby. Something about this photo just made me want to try to paint it.

I didn’t really get the slightly crazed look on his face but close enough. Happy to have painted this last night and today. Although life is crazy it always feels good to paint.

The Sukkah

Kerfe reprimanded me in her gentle way for not posting all week. I apologize. It’s been a stressful week as my husband is moving to a group practice and we’re facing some challenges.

My neighbors built their sukkah yesterday and I told the kids I’d paint some of the symbolic fruits and leaves that can hang from the rafters. Here are some that I made for the kids to cut out and hang.

I will post a bird tomorrow for Draw a Bird day. I have been loving what Kerfe has posted this week. She’s a genius.

Deep

cave window s

The end appears, a double crossing tide
in empty light that does not shine but burn
as rain like needles pierces deep inside

Along the bleeding walls no place to hide
from chanted words the mind must now unlearn
the end appears, a double crossing tide

Eyes close and claim the tears that might have cried
all motion paralyzed against return
as rain like needles pierces deep inside

no voices call, no soul appears as guide
emotion gathers tight, afraid to yearn
the end appears, a double-crossing tide

a barren river, unrelenting, wide,
unnavigable, cursed through aft and stern
as rain like needles pierces deep inside

the past decays, erased, annulled, denied
impossible to conjure or discern
the end appears, a double crossing tide
as rain like needles pierces deep inside

I did this awhile ago (last spring) for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.  I was reminded of it because I just entered the art in a competition.  I’ve had nothing but rejections for quite awhile but hope springs eternal as they say.  The first photo I did was on the window with light shining through.  The other two were done on black and white grounds.  Each has its own feeling.

cave blk s

I think Nina and I were on blog break at the time, and it also took me a really long time to do the embroidery.  I also worried the poem, revising and re-revising.  (It could use more work.)

cave wht s

The poem is obviously some kind of formal verse, but I didn’t write down what, and I don’t remember…perhaps someone recognizes it?

 

Mom

Some more family paintings from photographs I’ve been going through lately. This was a great shot of my mom but I turned her inadvertently into an older lady.

This one was identified correctly by my husband. I’m not sure if it was because he saw the photos I was working from. Both of these have a resemblance of my mother but just a bit. It’s more a feeling.

Weekend fun

While cleaning up my painting area I found these artist trading cards (inspired, like so much, by Claudia McGill). Playing around with them was a lot of fun.

You can’t really take yourself too seriously when the surface you’re painting on is 2.5” x 3.5”. And I love working on black.

My old faithful landscape with blue sky and clouds.

All the cute little cards together:

I highly recommend these cards as a freeing way to paint. I plan to give them to random folks : ).

Evidence

evidence rorschach s

Do you want
to know who what when
where how why?
Or would you
gather shape space color wings
stargazed and flying?

I missed my timing on the dVerse prompt for a poem of questions  So I’m linking this to the “Open Link Night”.  It’s still subject to revision, however…

evidence rorschach clsoe up s

The art is another Rorschach–what do you see?

 

 

Abstract Friday

I was going to title this “Red House”; I guess that will be an alternate title. Crazy weather for fall and I hear it will be in the 90’s on Sunday. L’Shana Tova to my fellow members of the Tribe.

Reverse

reverse wht close up s

Reverse the river–
sing me back the rules of time–
chaos as a gift

Is each battle an ending?
or just a rough interlude?

reverse s

A tanka (of sorts) with prompt words from Colleen and the Secret Keeper.  The art is also an “of sorts”–monoprint.  These days I’m just trying things to see what happens.  And then I can photo them in different ways to see what happens too.

 

When parts are better than the whole

An abstract that I cropped. This little bit is better than the painting which is somewhat of a mess.

That’s the fun (for me) of messing with a picture on my phone. There were some interesting parts to this painting but on the whole it’s a fail. Too cluttered, too much going on. That’s why I like the snippet better.