Yellow Fellows

"Yellow Fellows" 6x6" oil on canvas panel

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“The mountains, rivers, earth, grasses, trees, and forests are always emanating a subtle, precious light, day and night, always emanating a subtle, precious sound, demonstrating and expounding to all people the unsurpassed ultimate truth.”
— Yuan-Sou

Here is another spot  where we spent the day fishing, and for me, painting. I fell in love with the overflowing Easter basket of goodies—stretching down the middle of the river—rearranging water's path. The bright green grasses dotted with clumps of bold yellow wildflowers, swaying and dancing to the rhythm of the wind, immediately snagged at my heart-eye.

My photos frustrate me to no end—accentuated by my lack of skill and a good camera—appearing lifeless, frozen in time, capturing only  a watered down partial truth which flattens, dilutes and distances the reality of what I am seeing and sensing. I wish you could have entered this sacred sanctuary with me to witness the energy moving through this part of canyon below the dam.

For me this painting whispers a truth this spot along the river longed to share. Although the photo of my painting is blurry, I received what I was fishing for.

Thank you for feeling my painting today. 

nancy

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Relentless Desire

"Relentless Desire"(painted from a photograph by Angela Fletcher)
6x6" oil on canvas

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Green is the color of relentless desire denoting growth and new hope, bursting forth, at first, with soft lime whispers of spring energy. John O'Donohue in his book The Invisible Embrace Beauty says, "Gravity cannot hold it down; the call of light is always stronger." The power and will to survive, as witnessed in tender first grasses and plants, find a way to emerge through even the tiniest crevices in concrete. Miracles emerge out of the cold, dark emptiness of winter's tomb, bursting forth in triumphant birth into the light of life. The glory of spring has come again. 

Thanks for viewing my painting.

nancy

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