shadow self

today i painted on the beach
and forgot to take a picture
maybe because i was so completely brought back in time
to those summers when in spite of any difficulties:
blistering heat, whipping winds, stinging sand or rain,
i would go down to the beach
and paint
yes,
i was somewhat transported

same place different day

and slightly different set-up

visiting my brother

this is what i saw

this is where i was

this is what it felt like

studio by the sea

it feels so familiar
this thing of painting the ocean
today the fog has lifted a bit
and i can see we are in a cove
and there is a bit of land off to the left
when i look through the binoculars,
i find that it is a string of islands
it must look so different on a clear day

thanksgiving

working at the window of my brother's house
brings me back to those days
painting on the beach
meditating on the horizon line
getting lost in the hugeness of the sea and the sky
trying to capture the vastness
while getting seduced by the infinite movement of the waves
there is a sense of pure well being
connected with this
and there is much to be thankful for

sublime

today was so much about traveling
(and i am making this post 4 days later: no internet access where i was)
that i kind of "forgot" to take a studio shot
and this is a bit forced...
cropped, so that i can make the connection that i want to
it is also certainly not the most sublime image of the trip

but this line
the horizon between the sea and the sky
was my subject matter for more than one project
and the beach was my studio
(i need to find a better image to link to than this,
i took so many
and i can even see them in my mind's eye,
blueberries, coffee, palette, brushes, sand, sea
just can't remember where they are posted...)