Saturday, August 29, 2015


Years ago when I started the garden a friend suggested crocomosia, so I did some research and was disappointed to learn the these beauties were zone 5 [I'm zone 4]. Then late last summer I found some in a local garden centre, on sale, so decided to give them a try placing them in parts of the garden that I hoped were more sheltered; and they made it through last years wicked winter. I love them; the leaves are like iris, and they bloom here in mid August on arching branches that the humming birds hover over to drink from the scarlet flowers.

crocomosia with spiders web, 2015

crocomosia, 2015

crocomosia leaves and dew drops, 2015

Monday, August 24, 2015

Towards the End of August

The days are shorter now, the night cool; mist seeps up from the path of the stream and fills parts of the valley. I put a bouquet of flowers outside and the next morning the vase was full of condensation, so beautiful.

condensation 1, 2015

condensation 2, 2015

Condensation 3, 2015

Saturday, August 15, 2015

A Tangle of Lines

A Tangle of Lines 1, pastel on paper, 2015

A Tangle of Lines 2,  2015

A Tangle of Lines 3,  2015

Monday, August 10, 2015

J's Shirt

When I met J he was wearing a blue striped shirt; that blue I call French blue or Matisse blue, now called J's blue. Love the color and the man.

J's shirt 1, 2015

J's shirt 2, Pastel on paper, 2015

Thursday, August 6, 2015

This Gave Me A Chuckle

Yesterday morning in the studio: working away, really putting in time until early afternoon when J. has to go to the dentist to have an extraction and implant done; and this is what happened. Made us laugh and everything went well, smoothies for the next few days.

new tooth, pastel on paper, 2015

tooth ache, pastel on paper, 2015

Monday, August 3, 2015

Back to Drawing

Finally back in the studio; it has lost its clean and tidy look and is slowly getting covered with a layer of charcoal dust. Thinking of the meandering line of the stream where we walked the dogs and loving the velvety quality of charcoal.

The first 4 lines, charcoal on paper, 2015

Playing with the 1st line, 2015

Lines 1, 2, 3, 4, stacked, 2015, 2015

Monday, July 27, 2015

Summer Songs

During the Great Studio Clean Up and while it was such a mess I couldn't work there; and in between all the ripping and tearing I saw something I hadn't seen before, some way of combining color and line that I needed to explore. These works below were the start of the "Summer Songs"

Rose Song, 2015

Hazy Day, 2015

Shooting Star, 2015

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Lost And Found

Every summer I lose things in the garden: so far this year I've lost 2 pairs of secateurs that I'm hoping to find in the fall clean up. I've lost my glasses [don't ask how] and found them in the great clean up but last summer I was really annoyed when I lost half of the egg I wear with a turquoise heart on a chain around my neck. Eureka, I found it yesterday as I weeded near the patio and my darling glued it back in place. Still amazed that I found it.

It was hiding near the patio, 2015

heart and egg, all fixed, 2015

Friday, July 17, 2015

A Clean Studio

It's done; the major studio clean up and clean out is over and I'm dancing. The space feels great, spare with room to move and grow and make, even the windows are clean. Hallelujah [and thanks J. for the window cleaning].

Walking into my beautiful, clean and empty studio this morning, 2015

another view of the clean studio, 2015