The wind and rain yesterday was unspooling my thoughts and making me quite uneasy. My cellphone was squawking warnings of roads flooding nearby and a mini Niagara of water was spouting from the storm drain next to my studio as the waters surged down the creekbed. I was looking through my “Conversations with the Muse” books where I have been collecting my art musings since 2004 and found these two pieces which reminded me of other storms and feelings similar to the ones I have now. I find that the advise offered by the Muse twelve years ago is still of comfort.
acrylic inks and pen on Lama Li w/c paper, 10 X 11″
Riding out the storm in a fantasy sleigh
echos of some springtime drawn by longing
and the nagging pelt of rain
days end to end now
floating somewhere barely dry
lily pad musings nourished by deep running waters
making their way ever downward to the earth’s core
sumi ink, acrylic painted paper collage and pen on Lama Li w/c paper
Burrowing with my imagination as shield.
Another deluge this morning and now for a few minutes or hours a bit of sun. I must head out to soak it up before the next round of burrowing.