Category Archives: Seasons

I Don’t Know the Answer, I’m Not a Fortune Teller

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8.5″x11 Canson Aquarelle Rag, archival inks

I meditate on my own future, these minutes, hours and hopefully years before death, and I try to see what I might yet create.  “The future”, as we have often said in my family, “is open”.  Unshaped and as yet, unimagined.

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“Air Conditioning and a Cold Drink When it is 94 in the Sun”

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I just returned from an hour of sitting in the sun at our local lake beach, visiting with neighbors, enjoying the play of oh so many 6 to 10 year olds, and just getting toooooo hot.  Came into my wonderfully air conditioned home, got a glass of cold water with ice cubes and started to draw and voila………………………………

Night Time Echoes

 

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Epson Legacy Platine rag paper, archival inks 8.5″ x 11″

My reflection on 2016.      This is a graphic interpretation of the ways I see time.   The rectilinear lines and boxes represent days and months.  As part of my synesthesia, this is how time looks.   Each row is a month, the days are individual boxes. The circles are the broadly defined significant experiences I have had over the last year, and the ripples are what resonates from those experiences moving into the future. The future is behind these images in the center. I cannot as yet see how things will play out. It is in these colors as I was initially seeing this with my eyes open in a darkened room prior to its creation: a night time echo of my experiences in 2016.