Oh! to find relaxation. Get lost amidst the Monhegan sea air.
I once honored the rapt attention of the island’s evening. Witnessed the homeward gulls, floating above. Shhhh! i warned them. I desired the whispered stories unfolding below the ocean waves.
I witnessed their goodbyes descend upon my eyes. Their limelight emitted farewell and invited the lesser stars to partake in the feast. Satisfied, i bid farewell, in hopes my soul would once again return.
*The finished painting from a previous post.
Follow up to Old Barns
in life is death; in death find life march 2018
Same canvas painted over three times. When we find satisfaction the plan is to move onto a new canvas and start another picture.
Second Layer. Third Layer happens tomorrow.
And a third canvas.
Paula: Lost in Translation Photo Essay. Pairs.
My first attempt at a still life in late 2016. I added another layer to the painting today. Am I satisfied now?
I hope to try a still life again once moved and settled. Canvas and paint packed away after the past weekend painting spree. Shall see how long the tape keeps the box shut this time. More paintings here and here.
I am really enjoying paint.
Church is Poetry. Poetry is Life. A life well lived.
Three Days in the Woods (heave), Morgantown IN