Have you ever come upon a thing and just knew it had to be yours? Such happened to me one dawn last spring.
So it was the morning I cycled past, then stopped, at the wetlands in the community where I live. It was an attack of beauty. I stopped, leapt off my bike and slowly slowly wandered in… I listened…I sat down. The stillness of this place captivated all of me.
Springtime in an Urban Wetlands restores the soul, busyness evaporates, and the joy of creation becomes a personal reality.
The birds chirping, gathering, nests made; squirrels hopping about. “You know,” said a stranger “there are six beavers living in there”. I have yet to see them, though I will. I return again and again to the peace this corner of creation invokes in me: dawn – sunset.
The more of these ‘must have’ experiences I encounter – the quicker I am to respond. More and more, I am taking in the ‘must haves’ and dismissing ‘indifference's’. My life and my spaces are simplified.
Through my paintings I hope to give expression to how we welcome, ignore, even resist forces out of our control, a creation revealed to us.
Stop. Listen.
“Life Abounds”
“Marsh Symphony”
“Song Not Yet Sung”
“Cattail Marsh”
