Category: sketchbook
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A measure of quiet
Raw December day, wet, dripping with rain and fog. Last night’s few inches of snow turn to slush and mud. I opt for a day home sketching and drinking tea after a busy weekend of music-making, and other such peopling. I am deeply grateful for a flexible schedule. The paints have been fairly ignored recently,…
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Let us keep courage
Fine Folk grace the pages of my sketchbook, along with wise words from the wisdom keepers I trust. I look to these wisdom keepers as beacons, following their light, as will-o-the-wisp….. into the darkness. One such beacon, writer Robert Macfarlane, was featured in an interview with Krista Tippett of the program On Being. They discuss…
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Let us keep courage
Fine Folk grace the pages of my sketchbook, along with wise words from the wisdom keepers I trust. I look to these wisdom keepers as beacons, following their light, as will-o-the-wisp….. into the darkness. One such beacon, writer Robert Macfarlane, was featured in an interview with Krista Tippett of the program On Being. They discuss…
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Sounds of Autumn
This morning, just after my first cup of coffee, an autumnal sonic assault begins. A murderous whirring of epic proportions. The gas powered leaf blower. It is nigh impossible to think for oneself amidst the din of modernity, particularly in suburbia, where the moving of leaves around seems to point to some sort of status.…
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A ballybunion morning
Ballybunion is a bustling seaside town in the summer, but it quiets down quite a bit in the ‘off season’, as many of the best places do. There is a sweet sign in the park which overlooks the ocean, reminding us not to take ourselves so seriously, something time spent at the beach can often…
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view from the point
“We withdraw not to disappear, but to find another ground from which to see; a solid ground from which to step, and from which to speak again, in a different way, a clear, rested, embodied voice we begin to remember again as our own” ~ David Whyte* …
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2020 – Ten Years in Taos
Recently, while in Colorado visiting one of the (not-so)Smalls, I got a text message from one of this year’s Taos sketch-workshop participants: “I’m deeply grateful for the opportunities you’ve facilitated through your workshop. Amy, when you fling open the Juniper House doors and stir the creative pot of Mabel’s legacy, Magic happens. Unleashed into a…
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tools, upgraded
I am between traveling. Home from a brief visit to Aspen, Colorado, where our son Jack is part of the Aspen Music Festival, living his musical dreams to the fullest. It is truly something to witness, one following their truest path. He is at home in music. While he worked and practiced and performed, we…
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tools, upgraded
I am between traveling. Home from a brief visit to Aspen, Colorado, where our son Jack is part of the Aspen Music Festival, living his musical dreams to the fullest. It is truly something to witness, one following their truest path. He is at home in music. While he worked and practiced and performed, we…
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‘Artvangogh’
It is travel season. I am recently returned from California and while away, my studio window robins hatched and grew. Mere seconds after this photo was snapped, this last one fledged. It’s a bit like life itself. How fast they grow. Though our fledglings double back on occasion and for this we are grateful. California…