It’s late, but I have another two hours to complete this painting…just taking a wee break…actually, my mind is dancing out there…thinking of green…the shades of it…the life in it! Green is beautiful. Sarah Harmer is singing to me in the studio.
I remember the day so many years ago; a family in search of the source of the Oldman River. I am always and forever looking for the beginning of that river. As we rounded the corner finally, a beautiful blue sky waited for us…that, and a huge green wall of trees! Tonight I’ve been painting those slopes that stood like an amazing textured wall across from us. Only the trees to the right to resolve and then into my bed and a beautiful ‘read’…A Map of Glass by Jane Urquhart.
May peace abide with each of you!
Words…finally tracked down….written by my cousin…words that will sit with me forever.
"I had actually commented on your painting that I had watched run through your blog several times. It said something to the effect that when I entered your studio a new realization struck me that I was in the den of a master artist, like a phenomenon, movement, energy, and color recreating God’s proudest moments, the mountains, the trees, the glaciers, the veins that run with pulse through each animate blade of grass and trickle of water. The touch of a master’s hand, in tune with God’s heart, breathtaking, filling my bosom, leaving an indelible mark on me, I will never be the same. I love you. M."