she talks

to flowers

ahhh, it's still hot...

these are from my 5" x 7" journal... muslin that's been gel medium-ed to 140# watercolor paper and then painted with (mostly : ) watercolors.




and the last pages


in my little (3" x 5") travel journal. i should probably call it my 'wandering journal' since it's what i take with me when i go out walking. i started it almost exactly 3 years ago, which was also when i started keeping art journals. as i've said before, i wanted to finish this so i could start a new, bigger journal, but now i'm not sure if i'll go to bigger pages or not. lately i've painted a page every morning as i sit outside, and i've enjoyed the small page size...
















since i mostly drew with my left hand in this book, it wasn't easy to draw on the last pages!


for now this is my new 'wandering journal'... i sewed together 7 pieces of muslin...


some of the pages are narrow so i sewed tabs on these pages that would meet the left side of the wider pages. it weighs practically nothing, so it's great for wandering in that regard. i'll let you know what i think after i've done a few pages!


what the flowers are starting to do here, in our non-yard yard and everywhere...


and this, this is so lovely that i wanted to share it with you... it's a big chunk of lavender rose quartz from the mt. shasta area. it was given to me by some generous rock hounds years ago. i sit beside it in the morning, and it's luminous as the sun shines on it... to give your eyes (and heart) a real treat, click on the photo...

Paris Through My Window, 1913, Marc Chagall

we went to redding this week where i got two new taschen art books in the bargain section at barnes and noble. one is about chagall, and the other is about miro. the image quality in both is excellent, and i've already read the chagall book from cover to cover. it was just a matter of choosing what to quote...

'Chimie' was a word Chagall especially liked using from the early 50s onwards and which, to preserve the special coloration of his language, is better left untranslated. With this word he meant everythig that happens to the material with the forming hand ofthe artist - almost a process of alchemical transmutation. "The 'great chimie' leads one to community with nature, the 'lesser chimie' to community with man."

Chagall maintained: "I consciously seek [...] to construct a world where a tree can be different, where I myself can suddenly discover that I have seven fingers on my right hand, but only five on the my left - basically a world where everything is possible."

from 'Chagall', by Jacob Ball-Teshuva

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