Night Storm 36×30″ for sale on artfinder
I’m thinking about the people in Cuba and in Florida that are hunkering down because of the impending progress of hurricane Irma. I have made quite a lot of friends there, and have lived for a while in Gainesville, so my heart goes out to those people. I hope that they stay safe and that their homes are not damaged. Florida is so beautiful it would be sad to see it destroyed.
Now, that I’m a northern dweller, the more dramatic storms I encounter are the snow storms, where a whole village is shut down and power goes out, and snow piles up so high that you have to dig your way out of your home. There is a strange beauty to storms, especially those wild and intense ones. They wipe away stuff from our lives, they encourage us to help our fellow human beings, they remind us that we are not the ones in charge.
I’ve been having strange dreams as of late. The political situation of the world is messy and hard and confusing. There is threat of nuclear war, major hurricanes are heading towards Florida, where I used to live. White supremacists rise from the shadows and cry out to rally. And the summer has fled, and with it, comes the cool of winter, and the slow process of Samhain, the day of the dead. Once again, as winter sets in I wonder, where is humanity heading? So I focus on communicating with the ghosts, asking for them to show me the way…show me what I can do to change the course of where we are heading.
I think of myself as a medium- I can dream of ghosts. Walking through the vail of life and death, there are ancestors that guide the way. This painting was part of a show that focused on being a medium, what is was like. In my opinion, the world of the dead is vague and mysterious, it’s like swimming through murky waters. The subject of the painting looks at her hand, which is done in detail, while the rest is mysterious.
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I love the truism, “Wherever you go, there you are.”
I love to wander through woods, where nature surrounds me and the wind is so strong it feels like an entity. Every path leads me to a better place, and it’s always an adventure. Life is full of adventures. This piece was originally a photo taken Derrick Harder and turned into a painting with his permission.
This is a photo of a BC forest, and my mind immediately rushes to thoughts of all the wildfires that have been plaguing them. Those forests are beautiful, magical, primal places. I sure hope human kind hasn’t messed up so badly that even this will be part of our fragile history.
Every path lights up, as we wander through the dark and shadow, it shows us the way we should go as human beings. It’s a well worn way in a wild place that still interacts with the wild. It’s the place of least resistance, least interference.
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