When I am being creative I feel I am in my place in the world. Be it writing a poem, printmaking, painting, or creating something out of clay that’s when I feel the most “in my skin” no matter where I am at. This is my upstairs studio in my farmhouse in rural Oregon.
Although I consider myself primarily a printmaker, I like to do whimsical illustrations from my imagination with black India ink lines and brightly colored watercolor. It’s like creating my own coloring book without the concern of color splashing outside the lines. These little paintings are usually based on something out of my life. The piece below is a composite of fond bath time memories. Emmy Lou, my beloved long hair tabby (RIP), would often come sit on the edge of the tub and watch me as I languished in the water. Then we would be joined by a dog, or perhaps two who would take a nap on the rug beside me.
Another example of ink line and watercolor is the piece below I recently published in my post, “Daily Visitor”. It is of the stray cat, Lizzie that comes to the door every night to be fed. I like to exaggerate the features of animals and people to add to their personality
Simple pleasures recorded with ink lines and colored water.
This year marks the 25th anniversary of living in my home, a 100-year-old farmhouse in rural Oregon. When I moved in May of 1993 with my then husband and 6-year old son, I thought we had made a huge mistake. It was overgrown, musty and dirty from the previous owners who smoked. The interior was dark and depressing (it doesn’t get worse than old brown shag carpet). We froze the first two winters. Over the years lots of changes were made mostly by our own hands. The place is now warm, bright, & inviting. The now ex-husband departed years ago for a younger model and a better man has been with me for the last 18 years My son has grown up and made a life for himself. In the meantime, my roots have grown deep here. This is my beloved home.
“Windows open out onto the universe around you, but doors will take you to where your imagination lies.”
― Anthony T. Hincks
I have always been fascinated with doors, both literal and metaphorical. What lies behind them? Always I have found in my life when one door closes another one will open- often leading to a much better place.
All photos shot in 2013 along the Camino de Santiago with the exception of the yellow door which was shot in Ireland in 2017.
I had to give pause when I read this challenge “The most meaningful photo I’ve taken this year.” Looking back through all my photos, the ones that have the most meaning are the ones of the people & pups in my life. It was a rough year in many ways. These photos remind me of the joy in this world.
The elfin twins Anna & Elliot come for a visit.
SOLSTICE Celebration with friends. What an amazing experience!
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My dogs Bandit & Dougan, bringing tail waggin’ joy every day!