Everything is blooming most recklessly;

if it were voices instead of colors,

there would be an unbelievable shrieking

into the heart of the night.

~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke

Jumpology

"When you ask someone to jump,

their attention is mostly directed toward

the act of jumping, and the mask falls,

so that the real person appears.”

Photographer Phillipe Halsman

On Exhibit

Laurence Miller Gallery,

Manhattan.

A Pretty Poppy

just popped out today.

(more to follow)

Spring Sightings

What I spied prancing in the yard,

while airing out my rugs on this fine Spring day...

An eccentric Russian artist frequents my workplace.

She is known to randomly [according to one co-worker]

hand out flyers of her portraits, soliciting subjects.

I watched her scribble the above note on the back of one,

before she walked up and handed it to me and said,

"I would like to paint you!".

I've been flattered over less.

15 Ways to Describe the Rain

runde 1 Die 15. Art, den Regen zu beschreiben

Green Fever

When I came down from the attic yesterday, I found that Rose and Topaz had dyed everything they could lay hands on, including the dishtowel and the roller towel. Once I had dipped my handkerchief into the big tin bath of green dye, I got fascinated too--it really makes one feel rather Godlike to turn things into a different colour. I did both my nightgowns and then we all did Topaz's sheets which was such an undertaking that it exhausted our lust.

-I Capture the Castle, Dodie Smith

I've been on a dyeing streak, breathing new lifeinto my tired white t-shirts and blouses. I don't think I've exhausted my lust, just yet. Soon I fear my entire wardrobe may succumbto the tantalizing color of moss green...

Antelope Island

Almost every Spring I come here. The salt air and bird song,

clear away the winter webs.

My mother loved this island, it's otherworldliness.

The Native Americans believed

it to be the spirit world.

So do I.

mini road trip

Hit the road last weekend, in search of sunshine.

Since the weather reports showed that the only sunny part of the

country was going to be southern Nevada and California,

it made the decision easy. We chose to head to the Valley

of Fire, a beautiful state park in southern Nevada, and then

on to other parts...

from the valley of snow

(salt lake city)

to the valley of fire

hiking on the rocks

joshua trees,

high desert, Nevada

Cathedral Gorge State Park, Nevada

crazy chipmunk

Cathedral Gorge

Polka with Lawrence Welk

The first night, everyone else seemed to have the same idea -

campsites in Valley of Fire were full. So, we camped out in a motel room.

go Apolo!

camping in Caliente,

Nevada

night sky

Paintings

Mormor On Her Eighteenth Birthday

The shape of a grape

Let Me Take Your Coat

Cadmium Orange Kerchief

Sun Tan Lotion

Nude In A Yellow Canoe At Midnight

A friend of a friend's paintings.

Johnny Lane

There is a joy in them,

similar to Matisse.

(I would love to be

the nude in a yellow canoe

at midnight...)

my shadow

no more winter, says me.