This has been interesting. More lows, and then incredible highs. Open Says Me, Please has been in progress through all of this. Unknown creatures have made themselves known. Who knew I needed a Dixie Chicken Peacock?
Thanks, Again
It has been a year since Hurricane Helene whopped us. I began this piece then, and have worked on it all year. Tears, prayer boxes, faces distorted in grief.
Wrinkles
Do you think I need Botox?
Snag
Over a year ago, Gregg and I hit a snag with his health. Well, a bunch of snags, as Hurricane Helene blew inland 500 mile and knocked the hell out of us. There is still damage, but we’re over the snag.
50th Wedding Open Studio
Harsh Journey
Thanks for all of the prayers. We believe we are over the worst of this harsh journey.
Still dealing with Hurricane Helene
An abstract painting may be difficult for others to get into, but is has been necessary for me to deal with the shit from Sept. ’24 to the present. Hurricane Helene Helicopters is about the chaos of the flooding and high winds. We can hear the helicopters which were bringing aid. The sound echoes off the mountains even when they weren’t visible. The boxes are a recurring symbol in my work. They are prayers.
Generous
Our friends Karen and Larry brought and stacked firewood for us when we could not. This is a Godsend.
Hurricane five hundred miles inland
I’ve struggled to express the giant mess that Hurricane Helene caused.
Toned down
I love color. A pile of firewood has a lot of color in it. Also a lot of light and dark area. This is a painting, not a pile of firewood.
