Walk the rails under a high blue sky. Find the sag in the leaning fence, and step--carefully--over rusted wire. Follow a peninsula of blond grasses through a lake of loam, and come, at last, to the timber's edge where gray branches trace the sky and rose hips curl near purple canes.
Thank you, and you are very kind and affirming! A piece of the puzzle for me is choosing to receive and believe the affirmation others give me. Do you have any photos of your water color creations on your blog? We usually fall short of the idea in our mind when painting, I think, but it's a pleasure to do and often catches a bit of the flavor--which makes it worth it!
Elena, Thanks for asking about my water colors. You are right about the joy of capturing flavor in painting. That's about all I capture. I have very little computer skill and don't know how to do things like put my mucis or pictures on my blog. But they are on my facebook page. I think they are generally available. The photo album is called Dance on the Moon. They are 25 illustrations I did for a song I wrote for my granddaughter when she was 1. I wrote a song I wanted to share with you, but don't know how. When I turned 50, my eldest daughter tunred 10. She wrote a book of poetry for me as a present. When she became pregnant (years later) I set 13 of these poems as songs I could sing to her daughter. Someone put them on a site: newellhendricks.bandcamp.com, but you have to pay to hear them. They are in the album, songs from Momma and Grampa. I thought of this song because of something I saw on this site about finding a special place. Here is the poem, in any case. Newell lyrics A SPECIAL PLACE I roam the hills afar Until I find the place To be alone
To think a lot Where freedom and peace Are natural habits Practiced all the time Like music in a valley Or colors in a vine
My mind roams afar To find this place Around the mountains Around this space And at last it settles down Among some Hemlock trees With a bunny And a squirrel A place Just for me 5TH Grade Anna
I love the poem! And what a wonderful thing to put your daughter's childhood poems into songs for her daughter! What a beautiful gift from her to you, and from you to your granddaughter.
Place is a fascinating concept to me--both physical spaces that are meaningful to us and metaphorical places we create for ourselves and others.
I have tried to do water color, but not like this. This is really exquisit. I wish I knew how to afirm you more.
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Thank you, and you are very kind and affirming! A piece of the puzzle for me is choosing to receive and believe the affirmation others give me. Do you have any photos of your water color creations on your blog? We usually fall short of the idea in our mind when painting, I think, but it's a pleasure to do and often catches a bit of the flavor--which makes it worth it!
ReplyDeleteElena, Thanks for asking about my water colors. You are right about the joy of capturing flavor in painting. That's about all I capture. I have very little computer skill and don't know how to do things like put my mucis or pictures on my blog. But they are on my facebook page. I think they are generally available. The photo album is called Dance on the Moon. They are 25 illustrations I did for a song I wrote for my granddaughter when she was 1. I wrote a song I wanted to share with you, but don't know how. When I turned 50, my eldest daughter tunred 10. She wrote a book of poetry for me as a present. When she became pregnant (years later) I set 13 of these poems as songs I could sing to her daughter. Someone put them on a site: newellhendricks.bandcamp.com, but you have to pay to hear them. They are in the album, songs from Momma and Grampa. I thought of this song because of something I saw on this site about finding a special place. Here is the poem, in any case.
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lyrics
A SPECIAL PLACE
I roam the hills afar
Until I find the place
To be alone
To think a lot
Where freedom and peace
Are natural habits
Practiced all the time
Like music in a valley
Or colors in a vine
My mind roams afar
To find this place
Around the mountains
Around this space
And at last it settles down
Among some Hemlock trees
With a bunny
And a squirrel
A place
Just for me
5TH Grade Anna
I love the poem! And what a wonderful thing to put your daughter's childhood poems into songs for her daughter! What a beautiful gift from her to you, and from you to your granddaughter.
DeletePlace is a fascinating concept to me--both physical spaces that are meaningful to us and metaphorical places we create for ourselves and others.
This REALLY makes me miss you even more -- you are so beautiful, inside and out. God bless you, lovely Elena.
ReplyDeleteOh, thank you, Dr. Impson! I wish we could sit down for a long chat. I love you!
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