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Second painting in new series

July 7, 2016

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This painting has a totally different presence and energy than the first piece. In prior reference to my comment about Gemini people, which I am, this painting is kind of wild and frenetic. The opposite of the first piece. This painting is busy, and full of life, motion and color. Hints of ghosts, shadows, the mystery of night, and the energy of what had been happening: live music on the back patio. It was a wonderful evening, with all kinds of energy and particles colliding. In a good way.
This one measures 20″ x 24″.

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Starting a New Series

July 4, 2016

I have been busy recently. I did this painting, which in turn inspired me to do a series. So far I have finished three pieces. Hope to do a couple more. Let’s see how it goes. I like this painting. It represents one side of my Gemini self. The quiet side. PS. Those are laser lights up in the tree. They are just beautiful and magical when you get to see them on location.

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New Landscape

July 1, 2016

I am getting a little more used to the area. This is the latest landscape that I have completed. I love the sky, the clouds, the way the clouds hover and obscure the mountains. The extreme light making its way through the dense clouds is heavenly, so to speak.

Now that summer is here, there is so much more color to work with. (Although this is more of a late spring piece.)

 

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Up on Mesa

June 2, 2016

I have not been writing or posting lately. Sorry. Here is a piece that had to be painted. It felt good the whole way through. Am I finally catching some rhythm?

 

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The Alley

March 9, 2016

This is a scene out back, in the alley behind our place. The entrance to our garage, and to our front door. It is also something I am not used to; an alternative route for drivers, for people cutting through, and back entrances to other domiciles. It is really different, to say the least. This piece measure 24″ x 36″.

 

 

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Update on First Colorado Painting

After looking at the painting I had agonized over, and spent boatloads of time on, I knew I had to fix it. There was a critical part of the painting that was really bugging me, but I kept putting off the corrections. Why? Well, the painting was still pretty wet, I got really sick (three weeks of torture, and, well, that’s good enough). I started and finished my next painting, and then felt comfortable going back to correct the problem. The telephone wires!

It’s much better now. Phew!

 

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Process of a New Painting

February 4, 2016

I hadn’t painted in months. We were moving from NY state to Colorado. All my time was spent getting rid of my possessions of the last twenty three years. Packing a few things, I took only what I might need at the other end. And all that would have to fit in a POD. Hence, it didn’t make sense to start anything new, and have paintings smearing all over the place. So I just didn’t paint. It was sad.

Eventually, we arrived in Colorado Springs just before Thanksgiving. Time to find an apartment. It took three weeks, but we found a nifty little place in the West End. And this painting was done in my dining room, looking out the big window that faces west. Every morning I get to look at Pike’s Peak. And every day it is different. The light on the mountains changes every minute. The mountains take on different colors constantly. And the clouds are amazing. The color of a cloudless sky is amazing. Working on this painting was torture! Because everything changes so rapidly. And I was rusty. The terrain is other worldly for me, and I struggled all the way through this piece. I wanted a heavier paint surface this time, and a playfulness to the piece. I got bogged down a few times, but it came out pretty darn close to what I wanted. Whew! Now I am through the hardest part. Time to discover Colorado with my art.

Here is how the painting evolved:

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View From My Window of Pike’s Peak

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A New Year!

January 2, 2016

Today is January 1st, 2016. Amazing. I never thought I would make it this long. When you’re young, sixty sounds so old. And here I am, having just moved (across the country) for the 1st time in 23 years. And I certainly don’t feel sixty.

Our new neighborhood is interesting. Kind of cool, kind of funky, a little dumpy. I am not used to alleys. And alleys are a big thing here. They are used all the time. Our entrance is off the alley. Our address is 2428 1/2. Yup. Don’t put .5. The P.O. doesn’t like it. Anyhow, up here, in our little tower at 2428 1/2, we look out at Pike’s Peak and the rest of the mountain range. The sun dipped behind the mountains just before 3:45 today. Sometimes I wake up at night, and when walking around at 2:30 A.M., I see squares of light on the floor in the living room. And looking straight up, there is the moon coming through the skylights. Very cool. It makes this place feel bigger. It gives me a good feeling- this place is talking to me.

We are now part of a community who is proud of their neighborhood; the West Enders. It is an affectionate term. People just love it here. And I am really enjoying it. Two blocks over, on Main Street, which is really Colorado Ave, are all kinds of cool shops and restaurants. It is a busy, thriving, walkable main street complete with a nice park. There is a chocolate shop on the corner of main and 25th street where you see women standing in the front windows stirring chocolate in big copper bowls. Then there is a French Bakery Bistro that is hard to stay out of. Their beef burgundy stew is to die for, and oh, the eclairs! The next door over is the Thunder and Buttons restaurant pub, which has a lot of amusing history, and across the street is a quirky restaurant called Cucuru. The place started out as a gallery in an old house, and has become a restaurant (different Spanish influences), gallery, jazz place, and has tango lessons on Monday nights. The owner is an amazing man who loves to entertain, talk and takes such delight as he presents his delicious food. We are there much too often! The library is on the back side of the park, and there is a painters’ co-operative that I have yet to work up the courage to explore. 17 studios on two floors right there by the park.

It is three weeks today since we moved in here. That is not enough time to really get to know a place. But so far, so good. We are hiking in the local parks a lot, and getting used to the altitude. That is major. It has been pretty cold and snowy since we arrived. The locals are blaming us. This is more snow than they have had in a while. And back in NY, it has been downright balmy up until a few days ago. Trees, flowers, lawns, all confused by the 65-70 degree weather. I can honestly say I am glad I am not there. Because of the humidity and mold. I miss my friends, my neighbors, and the whole circle of people I became familiar with in those 23 years. That’s hard.

But since we have left that area, my health has improved tremendously. And that is a good reason to start all over again, on a new path, exploring new places, while I still can. My easel is set up, and the tarps are down to protect the carpets in this place. It is time to start painting again, and I couldn’t be more excited.

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The light is fading. The mountains are dark and looming, and the sky is almost dark now. I have stuffed cabbage in the oven as a humble meal for the start of the New Year. Stuffed cabbage is a lot of work, but boy, is it worth it. Since I’m in Colorado, I am using local meat- elk and bison. With the rice, some cheese, and two types of cabbage. This is my version of a favorite comfort food.

I wish everyone a wonderful, creative, prosperous and healthy new year. Be well, be happy!

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Story #4 Being New to Colorado Springs

December 17, 2015

Looking back now, it was a huge thing for us arriving in a new city that we had never seen, knew nothing about. We were a bit overwhelmed. Plus, it was two days before Thanksgiving, and every store was packed, the roads were congested, and we were trying to find grocery stores with our gps. Thank goodness for cell phones with navigation!

Since we were in a Residence Inn in the north end of Colorado Springs, the view was fabulous, and we had a “one bedroom suite”. That meant a small kitchen with pots and pans, silverware, etc. So we found a nice grocery store called Sprouts, and I bought an organic chicken to put in the oven on Thanksgiving. And bought organic avocados for a $1.oo apiece. Carrots, potatoes, tomatoes, Amish butter, and everything we would need for a meal. I felt secure.

On Wednesday, it clouded up, and sure enough, the snow came. The roads were horrible. They don’t plow here! I am not kidding. They just don’t plow, because well, it will melt soon. Oh boy. On Thanksgiving day, there were accidents everywhere! Most people here, aren’t from here. And they don’t always drive well. Lots of accidents all the time, people texting on their cellphones, blabbing on their cellphones, not paying attention. Pow! Bam, crash. People drive fast. The speed limit is 75 on the highway. The Air Force Academy is here. Lots of people on the move. Coming and going. So anyhow, Thursday, as I started to prepare dinner, I went to put the chicken in the oven, and realized I didn’t have an oven! Oh No!!! Damn. Well, plan B. Cut the chicken into quarters, and put it in the Le Creuset on the stove. I was glad I had that pot, and my good kitchen knives. Seared the bird, and put the carrots, potatoes, onions, garlic and lemon in the pot instead of in the chicken cavity. Fresh herbs, salt and pepper, and oh yeah! What a good meal. Happy Thanksgiving, with much to be thankful for. A good trip, a new place, a new start.

By Saturday, the sun was out, and the ice and snow melted, like everyone said it would. Ok. Now it was time to start looking for an apartment. We drove around, looking at different neighborhoods. But it seemed so unfamiliar, and so not what we were hoping for. Huge housing developments, condo developments, one after another. Then open space. Then more endless cramped housing. Oceans of rooftops, crammed into developments, homes with no real yards, no landscaping, just families crowded together like sardines. Man, this is not what we had hoped for. A little bit of depression started to set in. One night, I realized that I was seriously bummed, and wondering if we should just get back in the car and move on. I knew that my energy had gotten bad, and I needed to change it.

The next day I got up, and found a place on line that looked different, cool, modern, and not what I was looking for. It might fit the bill. I called, made an appointment, and we went to a part of town that we had not known about. And there it was. Our new home. A one bedroom octagonal apartment. Wow. It was nice. It is built over a garage, which would be ours to use, it had a loft space. It was bright, open, high ceilings, beautiful kitchen. Ok. Can we manage it? Will we pass all the credit checks? Will they take two cats?

Answer, yes. It is ours, and we prepared to moved in. And so our new life begins.

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