Russian Gulch, just north of Mendocino, California

The workshop I took last weekend at the Mendocino Art Center afforded the opportunity, with my friend Katya, to visit some of my favorite nature spots and give some thought to the Nature Sketchbooking workshop I’ll be teaching there on May 2 and 3, 2009 (they haven’t updated their calendar yet). Standing on the headlands, tasting the thrill of the the ocean surge against the rocks and through the sea caves below, I contemplated how we might take all that pure energy in through our senses and into the heart and soul and then channel it back out into art in a little sketchbook.

When I got home I looked over my paintings from the last Muses group and found this one that bore remarkable resemblance to the Mendocino landscape above.


Just Ask. . . watercolor, collage, pen on sketchbook paper

The tree, the atmosphere, the suggestion of seagulls and fishing nets. . .Sometimes I think we get where we’re heading before the physical body arrives. And then it all seems so familiar.

The words “Just ask. . .” came to mind as I finished this piece, which seemed such a heralding of good things that I’ve asked for. The postage stamp from Spain, captured in the net, a growing desire to visit my friends Miki and Kev in Spain and meet them in person for the first time. . .

And then today, I found the words from one of my contemplative sketches as lyrics in a song that Kev Moore is writing, which seemed like another response from the abundant universe. You see, I’ve always thought it would be so satisfying to write a song, but I haven’t developed the musical ability to do that. And along comes Kev to let me participate in that creation. By the way, he’s the talented guy who did the amazing soundtrack for my Soul Sketching video (see right hand column). So Kev, when you post your song, you can be sure I’ll be here learning the lyrics and singing along!


  1. You might see this around on others blogs but I had to share it with you because it might mean something to you,

    Rainer Maria Rilke in Letters To A Young Poet,

    ”Go within and scale the depths of your being from which your very life springs forth. At its source you will find the answer to the question, whether you must write. Accept it, however it sounds to you, without analyzing. Perhaps it will become apparent to you that you are indeed called to be a writer. Then, accept that fate; bear its burden, and its grandeur, without asking for the reward that might possibly come from without. For the creative artist must be a world of his own and must find everything within himself and in nature, to which he has betrothed himself.”


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