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Janis Zroback
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From the Series-The Trees-”Autumn”....this painting is the essence of Autumn in Ontario Canada, especially in the countryside near Toronto….every year we experiece this stunning blaze of colour, this entrancing backdrop, that heralds winter... Watercolour on Hot Pressed Arches…. TOP TEN WINNER IN THE CALENDAR CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE TREES CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER AUTUMN 2009 CHALLENGE IN LIVE AND LET LIVE GROUP / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE AUTUMN CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER..YOU’RE ACCEPTED FALL/THANKSGIVING CARDS / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE INSPIRED ART CHALLENGE / FEATURED IN CHANGING LEAVES / TOP TEN WINNER IN THE FALL COLOUR CHALLENGE / TOP TEN WINNER OF THE TREES IN WATERCOLOUR CHALLENGE IN THE WATERCOLOUR GROUP / FEATURED IN FIRST THINGS / FEATURED IN ART FOR THE WORLD / FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS / FEATURED IN JUST WATERCOLOURS / FEATURED IN TREES AND THEIR PARTS / FEATURED IN INSPIRED ART / FEATURED IN CANADA GROUP / FEATURED IN IMPRESSIONIST ART 1331 VIEWS Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, / Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; / Conspiring with him how to load and bless / With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; / To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, / And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; / To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells / With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, / And still more, later flowers for the bees, / Until they think warm days will never cease, / For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells...John Keats.
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Softly, as in a morning sunrise / The light of love comes stealing / Into a new born day—oh / Flaming with all the glow of sunrise / A burning kiss is sealing / The vow that all betray / For the passions that thrill love / And lift you high to heaven / Are the passions that kill love / And let you fall to hell / So ends the story / Softly, as in an evening sunset / The light that gave you glory / Will take it all away I was listening to this wonderful song and I had to do a painting in response to the lyrics…written by Hammerstein and Romberg, the song was recorded by every one under the sun…poignant and heartbreaking, it has always resonated with me…I hope the painting does the same with you. Painted All Prima in Acrylic on Canvas. MUSIC FEATURED IN THE FOLLOWING GROUPS.. / Feminine Intent. / Watermedia. / Image Writing / Impressionist Art.
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The second in the series of Landscapes inspired by another song featuring the word “Softly”...it is also a play on the title of the song, as the sun is also the “I” who is leaving….painted all prima in just two colours and white, in acrylic on Canvas…enjoy the music Softly, I will leave you softly / For my heart would break if you should wake and see me go / So I leave you softly, long before you miss me / Long before your arms can beg me stay / For one more hour or one more day / After all the years, I can’t bear the tears to fall / So, softly as I leave you there Softly, long before you kiss me / Long before your arms can beg me stay / For one more hour, or one more day / After all the years, I can’t bear the tears to fall / So, softly as I leave you there / As I leave I you there / As I leave I you there MUSIC / Softly as in a Morning Sunrise
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She is regal, she is royal, she is every woman, she is you, she is me…she is strong in body mind and soul, she is timeless,...she is wise, she is free, this woman, “The Queen”... The Fourth in the series, her face is half turned to the viewer, looking away, conscious of her dignity, regal in her bearing, as if carved from the rarest wood... I have named you queen. / There are taller ones than you, taller. / There are purer ones than you, purer. / There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen. When you go through the streets / no one recognizes you. / No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks / at the carpet of red gold / that you tread as you pass, / the nonexistent carpet. And when you appear / all the rivers sound / in my body, bells / shake the sky, / and a hymn fills the world. Only you and I, / only you and I, my love, / listen to it. Pablo Neruda Acrylic and Watercolour on Fabriano Artistico / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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/ A few leaves drifted down today, reminding me that fall is just around the corner…I was standing in the garden, looking up through the dappled leaves to the sky above, hardly able to see as the sun shone so brightly, thinking how fast summer goes and how long winter lasts…but leaves when they finally land, get trapped and become one with the soil that feeds my garden… / I am busy working on another portrait, but stopped to paint that vision of light that made a halo around the leaves as they fell…the view is as if you are underneath the leaves as they fall. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN CREATIVE CARDS Leaves that fall are trapped in time / Beneath cold sheets of sand and lime. / Wandering there among the leaves, / In awe of variants Time conceived, / We ponder the shape of branching fates, / And elusive origins of their traits....excerpts David Maddison
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Be quiet. / Don’t talk. / Listen. / And in the quiet / I heard whispers / Of ways and paths. / In the quiet / Direction given, / Hope shown. / In the quiet / Faith built. / On quietness. / The stillness of the wind / As it moves around / Not through / The path of trees / That stand firmly in the way. / Eyes open wide / To see, / Ears to hear / The Truth. / Spoken quietly / From a quiet heart. I. Brown Acrylic and Watercolour on Fabriano Paper / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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/ In my goal to portray women in all guises and emotions, here is the latetst addition to the collection..”The Temptation”....we all know what the feeling…temptation comes in many disguises…is she the temptress, or has she been tempted?make of her what you will… / When I was halfway through painting it, I remembered a picture I had seen in a magazine advertising lipstick….the model had her fingers on the open lips…. I thought they would be a perfect addititon to the painting, but I needed to see them again, just to be sure…. I frantically dug through my recycling bin (luckily we are having a garbage strike and everthing is still here) and found the picture…..the fingers were just what I needed…it was apparent that the picture had been buried in my subconscious, just waiting to emerge in this painting….I made the modifications to the image and here it is Acrylic and watercolour on Fabriano Paper.. 613 views…33 Favouritings.. FEATURED IN.. .. / CREATIVE CARDS / THE OUTSIDERS / THE DIVINE FEMININE / TOP TEN WINNER IN AVANTE GARDE CHALLENGE / TOP TEN CHALLENGE WIN IN PAINTED LADIES THE Demon, in my chamber high, / This morning came to visit me, / And, thinking he would find some fault, / He whispered: “I would know of thee Among the many lovely things / That make the magic of her face, / Among the beauties, black and rose, / That make her body’s charm and grace, Which is most fair?” Thou didst reply / To the Abhorred, O soul of mine: / “No single beauty is the best / When she is all one flower divine. When all things charm me I ignore / Which one alone brings most delight; / She shines before me like the dawn, / And she consoles me like the night. The harmony is far too great, / That governs all her body fair, / For impotence to analyse / And say which note is sweetest there. O mystic metamorphosis! / My senses into one sense flow— / Her voice makes perfume when she speaks, / Her breath is music faint and low!” ..Baudelaire / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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“Beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. / It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, / But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted. / It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear, / But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears. / It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw, / But rather a garden forever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight. / Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. / But you are life and you are the veil. / Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. / But you are eternity and you are the mirror”. Kahlil Gibran..”The Prophet… Gouache and Watercolour on Arches Not Paper… FEATURED IN THE FOLLOWING GROUPS.. / INSPIRED ART.. / THE PATCHWORK.. / CREATIVE CARDS / FINE ARTS INFLUENCED BY LITERATURE / The Star / The Night / The Disguise / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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“The Party” or the party goer..either way her eyes speak volumes as all the other in the series do…the party goes on…is it life…the chatter, unrhymed, no listeners, mistrust? / “You cannot read me like an open book, I’m more myself than you will ever look”, the poem states…and later “Will no one listen to my song, i shan’t be with you very long”...a lot to think about... Gouache and WAtercolour on Arches Not Paper Unrhymed, unrhythmical, the chatter goes: / Yet no one hears his own remarks as prose. / Beneath each topic tunelessly discussed / The ground-bass is reciprocal mistrust. / The names in fashion shuttling to and fro / Yield, when deciphered, messages of woe. / You cannot read me like an open book. / I’m more myself than you will ever look. / Will no one listen to my little song? / Perhaps I shan’t be with you very long. / A howl for recognition, shrill with fear, / Shakes the jam-packed apartment, but each ear / Is listening to its hearing, so none hear...Auden / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Disguise / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage / The Queen / The Masquerade / The Cameo
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Who is Silvia? what is she, / That all our swains commend her? / Holy, fair, and wise is she; / The heaven such grace did lend her, / That she might admirèd be. / Is she kind as she is fair? / For beauty lives with kindness. / Love doth to her eyes repair, / To help him of his blindness, / And, being helped, inhabits there. / Then to Silvia let us sing, / That Silvia is excelling; / She excels each mortal thing / Upon the dull earth dwelling: / To her let us garlands bring...Shakespeare Watercolour on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN THE FOLLOWING GROUPS… / CREATIVE CARDS.. / IMPRESSIONIST ART / FINE ART / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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We see you as we see a face / That trembles in a forest place / Upon the mirror of a pool / Forever quiet, clear and cool; / And in the wayward glass, appears / To hover between smiles and tears, / Elfin and human, airy and true, / And backed by the reflected blue...Katharine by / R.L.Stevenson When this painting was finished, I could not help but think of Stevenson’s “Katharine” and her “elfin” face…this delicate “quiet and cool” beauty seems to “mirror” his “trembling face, hovering between smiles and tears”.. Watercolour on Arches Not Paper / Sylvia / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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As in Bathsheba Everdene, from Thomas Hardy’s “Far from the Madding Crowd”...within a short time of arriving at her aunt’s house, Bathsheba has the neighbouring young men at her feet…independent, beautiful and intelligent, she rises quickly when she inherits her uncle’s farm, then shocks everyone by deciding to manage it herself…..her three suitors are each determined to marry her.. / “The book (which I have read a zillion times), has been described as an early piece of feminist literature, since it features an independent woman with the courage to defy convention by running a farm herself. Although Bathsheba’s passionate nature leads her into serious errors of judgment, Hardy endows her with sufficient resilience, intelligence, and good luck to overcome her youthful folly”.wiki Watercolour on Arches Not Paper / Katharine / Sylvia / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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When exactly nine years had passed since this gracious being appeared to me, as I have described, it happened that on the last day of this intervening period this marvel appeared before me again, dressed in purest white, walking between two other women of distinguished bearing, both older than herself. As they walked down the street she turned her eyes toward me where I stood in fear and trembling, and with her ineffable courtesy, which is now rewarded in eternal life, she greeted me; and such was the virtue of her greeting that I seemed to experience the height of bliss. It was exactly the ninth hour of day when she gave me her sweet greeting. As this was the first time she had ever spoken to me, I was filled with such joy that, my senses reeling, I had to withdraw from the sight of others. So I returned to the loneliness of my room and began to think about this gracious person. Dante (La Vita Nuova III) Dante first met Beatrice when he was nine and she was a year younger…he was entranced with her, but they did not meet again until nine years later..he went home and wrote what is considered to be one of the worlds greatest romantic poems, “La Vita Nuova”... many painters have recorded their meeting on the bridge…however there is only one (presumed) portrait of her…I discovered it after I painted this and there is no resemblance.. / Dante thought her angelic…I hope you think the same of my Beatrice... Watercolour on Arches Not Paper 292 VIEWS FEATURED IN PIMT TWICE / FEATURED IN HAND DRAWN OR PAINTED ART OF HAPPINESS OR JOY / Rafaela / Autumn / Bathsheba / Katharine / Sylvia / The Riddle / Illusion / The Wish / Virtue / The Party / The Beauty / The Star / The Night / The Temptation / The Quiet / The Plea / Le Maquillage
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“Deep Blue” was inspired by the works of Sara Teasdale, one of my favourite romantic poets..she often mentions “the deep blue night” in her work and after starting this latest in the series of symbolic portraits I knew that Sara once more had influenced the outcome…the setting is the night and though there is the impression of dense tropics, the cool deep blues convey a feeling of winter…the cry “is there no peace on earth” is reflected in the haunted eyes of her face…the frigidity of a “wind blowing through (the) soul” is reflected in the movement of the foliage where she appears to be entrapped, pleading for release, yet longing to stay.. A wind is blowing over my soul, / I hear it cry the whole night through— / Is there no peace for me on earth / Except with you? Alas, the wind has made me wise, / Over my naked soul it blew,— / There is no peace for me on earth / Even with you. Sara Teasdale Inspired by the works of Sara Teasdale…Watercolour on Arches Rough Paper / Lost
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October is a month of mixed emotions…fall is so beautiful…the air crisp and clean…the skies bluer than blue…there is no other sound like that of the crunch of leaves underfoot as you go for a Sunday walk…but there is a feeling of regret that the joys of summer are gone…the warmth of the sun will now be gone for months…but for the children Hallowe’en brings it’s promise of sweet things…for us in Canada, thanksgiving is just around the corner…the painting seeks to incorporate all that is October in one radical hit…the colours, the sadness, the promise, the celebrations... Watercolour on Arches Rough Paper..special decorative effects created with sponges, plastic wrap and watercolour markers… FEATURED IN JPG CAST-OFFS / IMAGE WRITING / DEVINE FEMININE I will dance / The dance of dying days / And sleeping life. I will dance / In cold, dead leaves / A bending, whirling human flame. I will dance / With the ghosts of those / Gone before. I will dance / Between the sleep of life / And the dream of death. I will dance / On Samhain’s dusky eye, / I will dance.” Karen Bergquist, An Autumn Chant FEATURED IN… / JPG CAST OFFS / DIVINE FEMININE / IMAGE WRITING / Deep Blue / Lost
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“Wild is the Wind” is part of the semi- abstract collection that showcases the effect of wind..at 22×30, it is the largest of the series…painted with one 3” chip and two colours, it follows the tradition of the other paintings where the wind is interpreted by the movement of the brush loaded with colour… no drawing in done prior to painting..watercolour on gessoed Arches Hot Pressed Paper... / Anticipation / Prairie Fires / Yesterday / After the Harvest / Prairie Gold / Prairie Night / Prairie Wind / Gale Force
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Late October…it had been a cold summer and we hardly hoped for any fruit, but the old stone wall had been kind as in years past, keeping the warmth of the sun in it’s bones, so that the pears grew fat and juicy, hanging so low, we had to tie them to prevent them from falling…then suddenly it was winter and we ran to gather them in…visons of pear jams, compotes and chutneys urged us to hurry before a frost set in…they felt good in the hand, plump and juicy….stored in the root cellar, they will take us through to spring...excerpt…The Old Pear Tree..Janis Zroback Watercolour on Arches Not Paper / Pears and Lace
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Wrap them well…wrap them in lace.. / These delicate fruits of mother nature’s bounty… / Coddle them in secret, soft and silky.. / Lest in the darkness they bruise and blacken… / Throughout the chill season, unwrap them gently, / Savor their goodness, slowly, so slowly, / The first bite is best, but the last just as good. / Still in the dark feast on the goodness.. / Oh what pleasures we take for our own! ...Janis Negative Painting in Watercolour on Arches Hot Pressed Paper FEATURED IN IMPRESSIONISM CAFE / Espalier
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“As autumn returns to earth’s northern hemisphere, / and day and night are briefly, / but perfectly, / balanced at the equinox, / may we remember anew how fragile life is — / human life, surely, / but also the lives of all other creatures, / trees and plants, / waters and winds. May we make wise choices in how and what we harvest, / may earth’s weather turn kinder, / may there be enough food for all creatures, / may the diminishing light in our daytime skies / be met by an increasing compassion and tolerance / in our hearts.”....Kathleen Jenks, Autumn Lore Watercolour on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN IMAGEWRITING
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The fire upon the hearth is low, / And there is stillness everywhere..Eugene Field An Exploration in Chiaroscuro…Watermedia on Arches Not Paper FEATURED IN JUST WATERCOLOURS
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Honied yellow dripping gold, / Leaf of autumn / in the cold / Dancing on / in crisp despair / Whirling on / enchanted air / Falling silently to / earthen tomb / Away from tree’s / rooted arm / Perhaps the silence / broken then / By hollow cries / of autumn grief / Synchronized with / the falling leaf S.K.Lindeman Watercolour on Arches Not Paper Here are some other fall paintings of leaves from my RB gallery / The Terrace Floor / What Lies Beneath / Harbinger 3 / Harbinger 4 / The Harbinger 2 / The Harbinger / Etched in Stone 3 / Etched in Stone 2 / Etched in Stone 1
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My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree / Toward heaven still, / And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill / Beside it, and there may be two or three / Apples I didn’t pick upon some bough. / But I am done with apple-picking now. / Essence of winter sleep is on the night, / The scent of apples: I am drowsing off. / I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight / I got from looking through a pane of glass / I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough / And held against the world of hoary grass. / It melted, and I let it fall and break. / But I was well / Upon my way to sleep before it fell, / And I could tell / What form my dreaming was about to take. / Magnified apples appear and disappear, / Stem end and blossom end, / And every fleck of russet showing clear. / My instep arch not only keeps the ache, / It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round. / I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend. / And I keep hearing from the cellar bin / The rumbling sound / Of load on load of apples coming in. / For I have had too much / Of apple-picking: I am overtired / Of the great harvest I myself desired. / There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch, / Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall. / For all / That struck the earth, / No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble, / Went surely to the cider-apple heap / As of no worth. / One can see what will trouble / This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is. / Were he not gone, / The woodchuck could say whether it’s like his / Long sleep, as I describe its coming on, / Or just some human sleep...After Apple Picking Robert Frost Watercolour, Acrylics, Mixed Media on Arches Not Paper 18×20 FEATURED IN BITS AND PIECES
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“Beautyberry” is part of the Winter collection…”Callicarpa bodinieri var. giraldii, Beautyberry is a gorgeous shrub that can grow to 10 ft. tall…it’s has lovely flowers in late summer, but in the autumn incredible jewel like amethyst coloured berries appear, that stay on till winter finally sets in…I plant lots of dfferent shrubs with berries in my garden so there is always a show even when the all the leaves are gone.. / I added touches of frost to the leaves, which often happens in late fall Watercolour on Fabriano Not Paper See more of the Winter/Christmas Collection / HERE
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EDT…it’s the edge of winter…snow, wet, dark, light, night, day…a time when S.A.D is pre-eminent…it takes time to adjust, and some wait in limbo for EDT in March, but some embrace the changes…I don’t like the dark that sets in so early, so I have daylight bulbs in all my lamps…six weeks from now it’s the solstice and we start looking forward to lighter days Thomas Hood expresses it beautifully for us Watercolour on Sennelier Not Paper CLICK HERE TO SEE THE ENTIRE WINTER COLLECTION No sun-no moon! / No morn-no noon! / No dawn-no dusk-no proper time of day- / No sky-no earthly view— / No distance looking blue .. No road-no street- / No “t’other side the way”- / No end to any Row- / No indications where the Crescents go .. No top to any steeple- / No recognitions of familiar people- / No courtesies for showing ‘em— / No knowing ‘em! No mail-no post- / No news from any foreign coast- / No park-no ring-no afternoon gentility- / No company—no nobility .. No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, / No comfortable feel in any member— / No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, / No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, / November!...Thomas Hood / Effet De Neige
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