Blogging

I have been trying to figure out this blogging situation, I changed some setting by accident and it is not as easy as it has been in the past to blog. It is a chore now, so bear with me, I might even start another one, just because I am fustrated and gone through numerous help suggestions and troubleshooting hours (and hours and hours), so I will give a new blog address when I start the other one.

Anyway, life in Costa Rica is really nice, the weather has been beautiful here in the 70's, very windy today, but mostly sunny.

The Costa Rican National Symphony (the green hills are alive with the sound of music...lol), was last night in the town here, Cuidad Colon. It was fabulous, families and lots of children of all ages were there, the music was wonderful, and outdoors....everyone was interested and smiling, laughing, dancing...Carlos put a new doorknob on the back porch, made him some ginger tea...the yellow orchids I bought are doing well...the brilliant orange lilies are blooming in a tall vase...Bernarda and Isabella and I danced to Shikira...Isabella showed us how to belly dance, she is 8 yrs old..very funny...collecting things around property to study patterns, like leaves, seeds, pods, sticks, I know I am weird...studying my spanish...reading poetry...taking naps, sunning, cooking, finding colorful Costa Rican recipes...the lights all went blew out on my christmas tree, waaahhh

Angel Trumpets (work in progress)

You are too beautiful for words, that is why I paint you. I listen to the silent trumpets.
I just went up to the tree and they are all dangling and dropping to the ground. Expired.

Started this series of "Angel Trumpets". watercolor, pencil, colored pencil and who knows what jumps onto my paper while I work on them, maybe some gold leaf, maybe an insect, mixed media. I will allow whatever comes along to inspire me on this brugmansia journey this week. Starting off very abstractly and working on three paintings at the same time, here are two . . out of three . . . to be continued . . .thought it would be interesting to see how this series develops. Beginning, a middle and an end.

Sketchbook

"Allure"
(work in progress) mixed media 7 x 11

Worked on this new concept of mine today, good thing I am giving myself some permission to make mistakes....it is fun....been filling the studio with lots of flowers, can't help it, have no idea what kind they are but got to have them...saw the gecko today too..climbing around on my walls...frozen fruit drinks in my blender, making notes on the celebration in July, too many ideas, another beauty of a day...pool was lovely, talked to John (resident from RI)..he is moving to Panama the end of month with his adopted dog, Archie...library here looks better than last year, cushions on the chairs now, books in order, newspapers to check out, books on Costa Rica, ...looking into traveling down to Osa, the southern part, Cocovado Park. It will take some planning with my peeps whether we go by bus or fly or rent a car...so lots to think about here.

Getting comfortable in my home away from home...wine with Pat & Willy (residents) on Tuesday night...Bernarda made dinner on Friday night in my studio and we belly danced the night away with her daughter, Isabella teaching us with her bells jingling on her waist and the arms flying in the air, funny....Gaylord (poet) made chicken dinner for Vivian (artist) and I on tonight...really nice. Patricia coming Monday, no just heard Tuesday now, she wants to come down so bad, but her health puts her into a "status quo" mode..to be continued

Brugmansia/Datura

After posting in my blog today, about my favorite flower here in Costa Rica, this poem found me, literally, so I am taking it as my "muse" for the start of some wonderful paintings, of poetry, handwriting & calligraphic marks and inspiration...while they are in bloom...so cool when this happens to me. (with Lise's blessings) Listening to my intuition and experimenting. I have done some paintings of the Angel Trumpet before, but now taking it further into its intoxication.

Cloud Forest
by Lise Goett (friend I met at the artist colony last year)

The brugmansia’s slender, fluted bells proffer their deadly champagne,
their alluring, toxic flowers dangling as if they’d been gassed—
angel’s trumpet they’re called—as deadly as the single carbon

bound to oxygen you inhale, motor running. An acre of trees
for each ton of carbon load is packed up these Costa Rican steeps
by human hand, the forest canopy a lung.

You are carbon after all and to dust you shall return.
You are tired of the news, each day another hemorrhagic
wound: the drilling day, the trigger point, unctuous

plumes unfurling a Medusa’s head, a toxic gumbo spilling into dread.
On the path, by moonlight, just like you,
the ants are dismantling the jungle, leaf by leaf,

dragging it to their fire hill. Who would will their nature
or yours—your farm-fed fish, your terrerian gavage—
other than it is? They’ve been here since the start of time,

boring holes through leaves no one read.
Genius of the lazar house, petite ame bleue, how long
will your species live, the earth a spinning lazaretto?

The fleshlike bells proffer their perfume.
You are of them—their syrups of forgetfulness,
their gummy shades of night. How long will it take

to remake you, your soul no longer made of lead?
You held the handkerchief as the world danced to its demise.
The owl asks, “Who?’ You knew the answer once.

These are my favorite flower in Costa Rica, "Angel Trumpet",
the perfume is intoxicating and poisonous. Will be painting these
for sure while they are in bloom.

I am so glad it stopped raining, it is 81 degrees, just a gorgeous day, went to the "multiplaza" today with some people satyin here in the colony, Francisco took us in his huge silver pickup truck...I hat the way he drives. I have to close my eyes, the motorcycles, and people waiting to cross the street, small card darting from everywhere. Makes me sweat...or was it a hot flash?

Feeling like this is home away from home now after 5 years coming here. Drinking my papaya liquid lunch smoothie and eating ceviche...tonight Bernarda & Isabella are coming over for supper, we are making her "tica" dish of tomato soupa with avocados...and she has to check over a gift certificate I designed for her "massage" business, and then translate into Spanish.

I am settling in, art supplies are where they should be, I forgot a couple things, but will manage. Now I am waiting for the muse to take over...too much thinking. Makes me tired.

No madarin oranges yet on the tree near the pool, no bananas yet either on property that are ripe, place is full of people by the weekend, group dinner Monday night, bought beautiful orchid today for my studio, the ants have given up on crawling on my easel, after I dowsed with lysol three times, I put my string of lights on the wall in a xmas tree shape, looks cool...it is 3:30pm, and it is so still outside, no breeze...but pleasant and bright, energizing...ok

Rain....rain go away

wow, it is so green, lots of rain...raining now, I have a sweater on, it is damp for sure and my hibiscus tea is steaming, fog is rolling in between the mountains, it is nice to be back here. It's quiet, the mind, body and spirit is in balance...right now, will settle in today and work on some ideas for new series. This is not a real bird, it is a cut-out. silly...

Summer Blues

watercolor and acrylic

North Kingstown Arts Council Fall Class
Experimenting in Watercolor
Instructor: Lorraine Bromley
NK Res $55 Non-Res $75
Four Thursdays: Oct 14, 21, 28, Nov 4th 7:00pm-9:00pm ... Beechwood Center, NK

Each class there will be a demonstration of a watercolor technique with a focus and individual attention with specific exercises. Design, materials, subjects, and use of color will be discussed. Experimenting with abstract and representational concepts.

Everyday I Play

Inspired by a poem by Pablo Neruda
Recent Work
I am experimenting with writing tools, graphite, acrylic paint, and watercolor techniques. The expanse of time and having something to express with the possibility of understanding how words, and lines can form texture, meaning, rhythm and beauty.

Wickford in Bloom

"Delphinium"
watercolor 11 x 30
Garden/Home of
Mabes & Charlie Stamm
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Exhibit of all nine artist's work from the gardens of the event will be on display at the Nk Library for the month of Spetember...please stop during regular library hours.

Wickford in Bloom

Saturday, July 17th...Walking tour of seaside gardens in historic Wickford Village 10-3pm. Artists painting in gardens...I will be in the garden of 85 Pleasant Street, tickets sold at the Updike Park in center of town or at local businesses, early purchase discount. Day of tour $25.00. All proceeds go to NK Food Pantry

ALRI 10th Annual Exhibit @ RISD Museum

I have the honor of being a member of the Art League of Rhode Island. Eighty+ members will be showing a piece in this show.

Review by Bob Van Siclen in Providence Journal
http://www.projo.com/art/content/wk_art_column24_06-24-10_5IIUML6_v10.51bb102.html

Summer Exhibit Schedule

On-going exhibit-Wickford Cove Framing Gallery, Wickford, RI
May 6th-East Greenwich Main Street Sroll-Simon Says Cafe
June-Simon Says Cafe, East Greenwich, RI
June 17th-RISD Museum-Art League of RI
Art of Excellence/Group Exhibit

Friday Mornings-Watercolor Technique Classes On-Location
10:00am-12:30am 6 sessions $130.00
Various locations in RI
Call 617-595-5681 for details

Monday Mornings-Painting with RI Artists On-location
10:00am-?
Various locations in RI
Call 617-595-5681 for location

Other Exhibits TBA

Art League of RI Newsletter-Perfect Harmony

Look at page 5-6

New Series

This is one of a series of "monotypes", (one print)I have been working on. Watercolor and ink, based on square drawings that filled a whole sketchbook. I will continue to work on these in my home/studio this month. All inspired by the nature in Costa Rica, see drawings on the right side here from the sketchbook.

"Quotes"

Like a moth, I will probably return to the light of Costa Rica. Looking forward to returning to RI, now to my cottage by the sea. I will see things differently again each time I return home too. So much to see, feel, taste, experience. My drawings, paintings, and oh yea some silly poetry I think I can do anything!!! I think I am so great! lol Keeping things in prospective is a challenge, I am just an artist. Do I have a purpose?

Quotes
a poem by me

In quotes
there are tones,
In tones
there are flaws
so subtle are the cursive words

Black white
the shadows fall softly
a story of strength
In words, they fade in and fade out and
surround my body, mind and soul.

Happy Valentine's Day

Folk Art