Dragons are real but they like to keep it a secret . . .
The Secret Dragon is part of a new series of dragon paintings that I recently started.
On April 22 I began to write about my experience with “The Fae” (the fairies and nature beings) for those interested I will now continue.
The nature beings were always around me. I felt them. At times I just called them energies. I always had a knowing that they were around. At times I would hear their laughter or a word from “nowhere” It wasn't until I moved that I realized these energies were fairies, dragons and nature beings. I moved into a house on a land that had been sprayed for years with pesticides and herbicides. Things felt dead and empty on the land. I didn't understand what I was feeling. It's always been hard to translate these feelings and to explain them to others. But the energy I was feeling was very dissonant to my own energy. In my previous home I felt a blending of harmonious energy. Here it was the opposite. But ironically it was here that the nature beings began to communicate with me. . .
to be continued
A look back and a step forward
How it began . . .
I've been creating in one way or another my whole life. I began blogging in May of 2009. I began blogging to share my thoughts, art, poetry and a way to help me deal with the emotions I was feeling of homesickness. Blogging was pure joy. It still is but I have always only shared a glimpse of my world. For those who have followed along I'm sure you could read between the lines. I never came out and said, I commune with the realm of the nature beings but I'm sure you could have guessed. So I decided it's now time to come out of hiding a bit and share a little more. Yes there will always be people who think that people who commune with fairies are crazy but I also know that there are those who would like to learn more about the fairy kingdom. So from now on I will still be sharing my thoughts and art but I will also share what I know of the nature beings . . .
magic and love,
The land is beginning to bloom and hum and buzz.
I love this time of year
when everything is coming alive.
This morning I walked the land and
foraged for wild edibles for my breakfast.
I gathered some chickweed
from a beautiful lush patch that I found,
a few dandelion leaves and some wild onions.
I brought them home and made a delicious green wrap
it truly tasted like Springtime!
Epiphany the Enchanting Fairy
It was a grey day, all the electronics around me were annoying me. I was craving the wild, I was craving nature. The wind, streams, fire, ravens, hawks, deer, trees and fairies were calling me. I was feeling off center, there is only one solution when I feel this way. It is to be with the earth and to commune with the nature beings. And when I'm done make a big pot of tea, light my olive oil lamps and journal. Nature, tea and journaling are my solace my escape from an unnatural world that I don't feel connected to at times. Do you ever feel disconnected? What do you do to reconnect?
I've created a new journal using my new fairy art here as the cover art. I created a blank unlined journal because that is what I love and I want to share it with those who love it too. :)
Magic and Love,
I've made a commitment to keep my promises to myself, to do what I say I'm going to do, to not procrastinate among other things. One of my promises is to not neglect my blog. I really love blogging, but at times find it hard to decide how much to share. I like to share hints and glimpses into my world. I am really fascinated by people who can completely open their souls on line. And these people usually draw me in. But I find it difficult to draw the line, between sharing too much and not sharing enough. What are your thoughts?
This painting “In a Blue Moon” is a 5x5 intuitive mixed media dreamscape.
Dark and Light
I love the dark. I love the dark half of the year. The dark has gotten a bad reputation. It is sometimes considered evil. I don't use the terms dark and light anymore when I mean good and evil. I prefer to use harmonious and harmful. When I use the words dark and light it is just that, more brightness/sun or less brightness/sun. Everything begins in darkness, life begins in darkness, a seed begins in darkness. There is pure potential in darkness. Anything can come from it. Quiet, stillness, darkness this is where beauty comes from. Where sparks of ideas and creativity come from. So I love this part of the year, the deep part of the year, where anything can germinate.
Enjoy the season of the dark.
The field rabbits are eating wild plants. The cardinals and house finches wait for sunflower seeds. The air is crisp. The Autumn equinox has past. The light and dark were equal at the equinox. We are now entering the dark. Mother Earth is fading. Mother Earth loves beauty and she loves being beautiful. Before she fades she shares one last gift. She dazzles, gold, scarlet, magenta leaves flash then gently descend to nurture the invisible seasons to come . . .
Hi everyone, thanks for stopping by and thanks for all your lovely comments last week.
This painting “Bunny Field” is from my new series of tiny dreamscapes painted on 5x5 panels.
Journal entry from August 11
The meadow beside me is green and lush. A scattering of milkweed is blooming. It is vibrant and orange. During my wander I find a small piece of blue and white pottery. I believe it was part of a beautiful plate where someone once enjoyed their meals. Swallowtail butterflies are fluttering around me. I hear the sounds of frogs, crickets, a hawk and the distant highway. Two herons are in the stream. I've never seen a pair of herons before. I gather tomatoes, cucumbers, holy basil and borage flowers from the garden. The borage flowers were my breakfast. I love having blue flowers be part of my being. . .
As I sit here typing I feel the coolness in the air, it's amazing how fast things can change. When I wrote this journal entry just a few weeks ago it was sunny and warm, now it is chilly and grey.
But I love the changing seasons and the turning of the wheel.
This painting "Summer's Goodbye" is from part of a new series I'm doing of tiny dreamscapes painted on 5x5 panels. Here is the full painting and a close up.
Journal Entry, Aug 10
I couldn't sleep last night. I got up early and I walked the land. The bee balm and black raspberries are fading. Leaves are already beginning to fall and turn brown and crunchy. The velvet leaf is just beginning to bloom along with yellow, orange and red sunflowers. Everything has its season, everything has its time. I think of early spring when I sat in the middle of tulips. The tulips are fleeting, here for just a moment. Things wont always be this way. One day I will float away along with the dandelions. But for now I am here, I am alive and the dragonfly dances beside me.
I have been asked about selling my original art. I sell prints but started to consider selling my originals several months ago. And I began researching the best ways to do this. There is so much information out there, my mind began to spin! Most things I read about becoming a successful working artist who sells originals, talk about marketing, packaging and shipping. It seems you have to spend 80% of your time marketing and about 20% of your time creating. This just doesn't seem right to me. Shouldn't an artist spend most of his or her time creating? So after all my research I feel I've just went around one big circle and come back around again. And the answer I once again discovered is that I have to follow my own heart and find a way that works for me. I haven't actually discovered what that is yet but I know I will. What are your thoughts about this?
A Fox Tale
this really happened........
I had been feeling disenchanted with life. The magic seemed to have slipped away and I felt disconnected from my spirit. I was out walking one cold morning about a month ago. I thought to myself that I hadn't seen a fox in a long time, maybe ten years or more. And that I'd love to see one again. When I got home I began to paint a fox which is unusual for me. Besides my previous painting I never paint foxes. But something inside of me was intuitively in need of fox energy. I believe in animal totems and animal spirit guides and I believe each animal has a different gift and message to share. I was very involved in painting this piece the week I painted it. A few days after I finished painting her I went out for another walk. On the path in the distance I saw something running towards me. I didn't know what it was at first but when it got closer I couldn't believe my eyes. A fox was running toward me! She ran up to me and took my breath away. When she was about a foot away from me she stopped and we just looked at each other. Then she ran off in the woods and disappeared. After our encounter I instantly felt my joy and spirit return to me, I felt connected again. This beautiful fox gave me such a precious gift. She reminded me not to take life so seriously, she reminded me to be playful, she reminded me to be mischievous, and she reminded me that there is magic and enchantment in the world. She reminded me of my true nature and my connection to the divine in all things. She reminded me when I forgot.
Magic and Love,
Thank you all for your lovely comments last time.
I don't have many words today
so I'll simply leave you with these quotes.
“The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create a reality of the same intensity.”
“The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.”
“To create one's own world takes courage.”
Where have I been? Well the short story is, during the Winter I felt the need to hibernate, unplug, disconnect, simplify and reevaluate things. I meant to take just a short break. There were several reasons why I was away so long but let me simply say, Winter turned into Spring and then Spring turned into Summer! Here it is almost August and I've been away for months. So what did I learn in the time away? I learned that I really dislike clutter, if there is clutter in my life and in my house I can't create. And even though my house didn't look cluttered at all it felt that way. So I got rid of old paperwork and donated clothes that I was never going to wear again. I also got rid of any and all self help books! The one thing that all those books taught me was, no one knows me better than I do and I have the answers within me. Happiness isn't complicated, sometimes all it takes is a pot of early morning tea, a pen and a journal, from there so much can flow. I also learned that art is important. And I have been creating lots of it these past few months. There have been times that I convinced myself that art isn't important. I told myself my art isn't important. But I think I did that because if I told myself it was important than I would cling to it, become constricted and be afraid to show it and share it and I didn't want that to happen. I realized that art really is important. For example when I look at another artist's paintings of birds, flowers, trees, or houses I am reminded how much I love those things. When I see a gorgeous photo of the ocean, I am transported. When I look at an abstract I am reminded of the mystery in life. And it goes on and on, what would life be without beauty and charm? When I'm finished creating a piece of art it re-awakens the enchantment in me, it is a bridge to another time when I was deeply connected to the magic of life. And I hope it does the same for others. I am often asked what my favorite painting of mine is, and I always say it's the one that I am working on at the time. And the reason is, I love the process and I love being surprised. I never know how it is going to turn out or who or what is going to show up. So although I don't have a favorite, I really like this one because I love the mystical creature that showed up on the canvas, I don't know what he is or where he came from but he is peacefully sleeping in his sanctuary gently being watched over by a very wise owl.
Love and Magic,
There is an exact moment in the air when Summer is gone and Autumn returns.
I love the heat of Summer but I also love the chill of Autumn.
The scent of apples,
The splashes of
burnt sienna and
ruby in the trees.
I wasn't sure what direction this painting was going in when I was painting it.
But now I feel it represents a being coming out to dance under the Summer sun one last time and say goodbye.
Magic and Love,
I've been making changes. I've been editing things. I've been keeping what I love and eliminating what I don't as best I can. I believe Mother Earth is sacred. So I have been editing my art supplies. I am gradually eliminating all my art supplies that aren't kind to the Earth and replacing them with non toxic, green, eco friendly, and sustainable supplies. I have been using recycled canvases and am going to experiment with different types of canvas material. And instead of paper I've been painting on teabags! I love painting on tea bags. Here is some of my latest tea bag art.
I've been in a very artistically intuitive mood lately. My favorite way to paint is to let the paint and canvas tell me what it wants to be. I love letting the paint be wild and free to be what it wants. And I love when the painting is complete because I really like being surprised! When I paint this way I feel like I'm in another world and that is where I feel this type of painting comes from. I feel this type of painting comes from that place between sleeping and waking, just on the edge of a dream when the images slowly slip away. Do you ever create this way or from this place?
An Enchanted Life
What does an enchanted life mean to me? To me it means living in harmony with Mother Earth and her rhythms. It means knowing that there is seen and unseen magic and beauty in the world and seeing everything as miraculous. It means using one's gifts and talents in a way that creates a meaningful fulfilling life and benefits others. An enchanted life is a pared life. Chaos and clutter have been released and removed to make room for what one truly loves, is delighted and inspired by. An enchanted life is a life that has been spring cleaned. Once it is cleansed there is space to breathe and there is time. Space and time to decide what is lovely and meaningful and what to embrace and include. And space and time to notice what is already there. Planting a seed and watching it grow, sipping tea, hearing the crows chat, following the moon, pens, the color of paint, laughing with my love, expressing kindness, the scent of honeysuckle, an unknown forest trail, the memory of salty sea air. These things are touchstones for me, gentle reminders of present joy. Life is a mysterious gift. There is so much to be grateful for and so much to be enthralled by. Living an enchanted life means remembering this when you've forgotten.