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This Outdoor Series was created during the time that my Feral Child and Feral Woman were emerging. I had a claustrophobic time being inside anywhere…even my own house. I could only BREATHE outside. So I spent many days and nights outside. I moved my studio outside. I painted outside only. This series of paintings, I am convinced, cannot live indoors because it will choke the life out of them and they will die; so this series is prepared with heavy heavy sealants to live outdoors forever. I place each one very carefully in their “chosen” place. Each must be a compliment in the truest sense of the word to nature. You can never out-create nature. The series can be vibrant and subdued at the same time, depending on its environment. So once each has found their interconnected, noncompetitive place in the landscape, I watch. I enjoy watching these outdoor paintings live their life! How they communicate and play and change with the light, the blooms, the seasons! It is wondrous to witness! Their subtle variations and transformations are always perfectly, proportionately in sync with nature’s doings. Truly awesome! My ART has reached a Nirvana of sort in this context. It feels so right in my soul. Now you know why I must LIVE outdoors and garden and paint! I have never before felt such passion, such joy, and such inspiration! I continue to paint for this series.
I will continue to take photographs of these art pieces as they change, as different colored blooms come to surround them. You must see!
Thank you for looking and reading about this ongoing process of healing in my life. Please do comment, as I would love to hear how this effects the Beholder. Thank you.
Outdoor Art Series to Neighbor’s Garden (description for context): this art series has extended to the neighbor’s garden! This art piece is attached to the neighbor’s barn. Raw wooden hand-carved beams hold up this end of the barn; a tin mossy roof; ferns and trees surround it; handmade wooden wheelbarrows strewn about. To the left of the barn are the pastures and large oak trees and bamboo groves, flower gardens in abundance and streams with croaking frogs. The chestnut horse, Romeo, is in his corral. To the right is the old barn red house. Roses and rhododendron all over, ivy, ferns, wisteria covered arbor over the patio dining area, daisies, and berries surround brick enclosed ponds with goldfish. Tables covered with floral tablecloths and old kerosene lanterns and set for tea with everyday silver and blue willow dishes.
I am just so grateful that I can SEE! That my vision returned from blindness, along with my color vision. That I am alive at all! A miracle and a blessing!