Something's Burning

"Somethings Burning" 6x6" oil on canvas panel

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"Colours are wounds of light."—William Blake

This painting was taken from the photo on the right. I snapped it along the banks of the Conejos River in southern Colorado, just as the sun began bowing down behind the mountains. I love this "magic-time" of day as cool haunting shadows stretch their way across the earth like enormous color erasers. In resistance, the sun seems to intensify its strength, shooting out hot flashes of the brightest hues, engulfing everything visible in a wash of illuminating light. To me, there is nothing more beautiful then to witness those last long-slender fingers of light as they scratch the earth in dire desperation to hold on to the day.

I hope you enjoy the light show. Thanks for viewing my painting.  

nancy
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River Reeds

"River Reeds" 6x6" oil on gessobord

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"Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.


— Orison Swett Marde 

This river speaks to me, so I painted it again only larger this time. For some reason, lately I have been drawn to bends in roads and rivers. I love the idea of not knowing what lies ahead. At times, our path may narrow and trickle down leading us into quiet, serene expanses of time. Spaces where life comes to a crawl, we gaze speechless at a microcosm of life on the river's sandy bottom. Like peering through a microscope at a parallel world alive with tadpoles, minnows, tiny insects floating along carefree where water ripples and dances over rocks that divide into pools, reflecting all that is.

Sometimes our path widens around the next curve and sweeps us away on rolling rapids of swollen currents which toss us about. At times we have to grab for the tall reeds or low lying branches. Life becomes a blur of faces and events rushing by—a circus of acts performed in three rings—like an endless ride on a merry-go-round, we cry to get off. 

I am  enjoying the trickle down path we are on right now and know the best is yet to be right around the next bend. 

Thank you for letting me muse today.
nancy

 

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