“_*We overcome this wind..
We desire the rain to fall.
That it be poured in showers quickly..
Ah, thou rain I adjure thee fall
If thou rainest it is well..
A drizzling confusion
If it rains and our food ripens, it is well.
If the young men sing, it is well.
A drizzling confusion.
If our grain ripens, it is well.
If our women rejoice, it is well.
If the children rejoice,
If the young men sing,
If the aged rejoice,
An overflowing in the granary,
A torrent in flow,
If the wind veers to the south it is well.
If the rain veers to the south it is well*_..John Mbiti
In October in Toronto, we can go from torrents of rain to sun and back again in the space of a few hours…if we’re the careful kind, we carry umbrellas everywhere….the wet leaves stain the sidewalks and make walking treacherous….
Looking outside I observe the gardens in my neighbourhood smothered with leaves after the previous night’s downpour, and sadly conclude that fall is almost over…. soon winter will be settling in for it’s five month sojourn…how to capture the feeling of golden sun behind dark thundery clouds, rain pouring down turning the bright leaves into a carpet for the muddy earth, had me puzzled for a while….but not for long…
I could do no less than pay tribute to Mbiti’s lovely paean to the rain and portray it as…"drizzling confusion"
Inks, Gouache, Watercolour, and Pastel on Handmade paper..
The Journal opened at two of the pages, with the deckle edges of previous paintings showing underneath, on the left
Above are the 12 most recent pages of the Journal
“*Earth Songs” is a brand new series…it is an artist’s journal….each section will be a prayer for the earth, for land, for sea and air, for food…. as the pages turn, the images will reflect the seasons, the thoughts and musings of the diarist and will contain many different images, painted or drawn in a semi abstract way…it will be a celebration of the world that surrounds and sustains us, painted in a stream of consciousness manner in a handmade journal*…I think it is so important to relate what we do to something outside of us….there is a rhythm that underscores all our lives and as artists we are so lucky in that we are able to embrace that rhythm and reflect it in our work…to understand it and to communicate it as best we can…by doing a sort of stream of consciousness drawing or painting, I hope to be able to do that with this journal…. in a way it’s me, as a book…