Friday, September 4, 2015

reconstructing the landscape


Muslin, linen, cotton scraps, paint - sewn

One more red -- aka: "that heated day in the landscape - a reconstruction of nothingness"

"Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness; the truth more first than the sun, more last than a star..." ee.cummings



more reds - not memories ( a continuation of the pipe dream) - the heart is now


( I do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands the
voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

ee. cummings

The Reds - (not memories)


(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose       e.e. cummings

Thursday, August 27, 2015

landscape memory

.............So I lost him.   But I shall always see
            In my mind
The warm,yellow sun,and the ether free;
The vista’s sky,and the white cloud trailing,
        Trailing behind,—
And below the young earth’s summer-green arbors,......
e.e. cummings

Sunday, June 21, 2015

linen, muslin, cotton, thread constuctions

Untitled I & II
7 1/2 " x 5"

Views, external and internal






Towards Race Point , 

Provincetown  24" x 24 " o/linen









                                                                                     



Reconstructed Landscape,  8" x 10 " oil/panel
(after deStael)