Painting as I see it.
About eleven years ago, I did a series of folk art paintings on wood. One was of a Longhorn steer. Alayne Blickley, my sister in law fell in love with it and has it hanging at her horse farm in Boise, ID. Her friend asked me to do another longhorn. It has been remembering experience. She has a Pendelton blanket with these colors. We will be shipping it to Tacoma ,Washington next week.
Horns are birch plywood, 26″ long
Head is 1″ thick walnut, 15″ long.
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?
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.
Do you think I need Botox?
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.
Thanks for all of the prayers. We believe we are over the worst of this harsh journey.
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.
Our friends Karen and Larry brought and stacked firewood for us when we could not. This is a Godsend.
I’ve struggled to express the giant mess that Hurricane Helene caused.
