I have discovered a new watercolor instructor! Paul Clark was mentioned by many in a request for favorite teachers on the Watercolor Cards Facebook Group I'm a member of. I decided to check him out and found a great artist who has made hundreds of easy-to-follow videos, available on YouTube (link below). He even has… Continue reading Great watercolor instruction and some bridges
Today some thoughts on Spring in the form of poetry with a few photos too. Pink Dogwoods - blooming across from our front door. The Sisterhood (a prose poem) Perhaps it’s because of my name that I feel such a kinship with flowers. I notice them like my husband notices vintage cars. Their colorful allure… Continue reading Spring! (in poems and photos)
A few years ago, when my interest in art revived, I decided to include making art a part of my daily routine. I purchased hard-bound sketch books at Michaels with paper sturdy enough to withstand watercolour—not ideal but they served the purpose. I now have four of those books, chock full of daily art (and… Continue reading “Great Blue Heron” and “Robin’s Listing”
Through March and till mid-April the art gallery in our church features art that focuses on themes of Jesus’ passion. The exhibition is titled “Towards Victory.” On this Maundy Thursday of Holy Week, I'm sharing my contribution to the "Towards Victory" exhibition. *********** Artist Statement: My saddest Easter was the year I miscarried our unborn… Continue reading “Towards Victory” — art on the theme of Jesus’ Passion
One can look back over a year in many ways. Today we'll do it with candy. This little poem not only looks at the various types of candy with which we commemorate the year's special days but also lists some of my candy memories from childhood, young adulthood, mom-of-young kids years, to current candy temptations.… Continue reading A Candy Year
Guided When confluence in the heavensshone brighter than any illuminated textthey high-fived, then headedto the mall for myrrh and frankincensestopped by the bank for gold. Whenever, on that dusty trekneedles of sand attackedcamels were crabbythighs chafed, tailbones achedeyes rose again to blue-white beamwhich drew them like a magnet. In Jerusalem when no one knewabout an… Continue reading Guided
It seems the weekend of American Thanksgiving has taken on a special place in our North American economy with its accompanying sales. "Black Friday" is no longer one day but has morphed into a shopping monster that lasts a whole month, surely all the days following the Friday after US Thanksgiving. (I just got a… Continue reading Shopping the Sales (and “Disappointment” – poem)
We have a paperbark maple tree in the back yard which is always tardy--the last to green up in the spring and the last to glow red in the fall. In fact today it is still green, though that green fades a little more each day. I have photographed it in its last blush through… Continue reading What is this light?
Poppies - Photo © 2017 by Violet Nesdoly In Flanders FieldsBy John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and… Continue reading A day of remembrance
Fall is the season of delicious new-crop apples. We're working on a bag of this year's Spartans--crisp, juicy, sweet-and-sour… so good! Today, a couple of apple poems to celebrate this delicious fall fruit. Apple Collection Because they come in wood, brass, marbleclocks, tiles and trivets Because their roundness pleasestheir coats of red, yellow, green and… Continue reading Apples
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