a blog about paintings, artist workshops, l painting tours to Ireland, Italy, artist retreats in New Hampshire, and pick your own organic blueberries at Grounding Stone Farm...Contoocook, NH
Monday, October 26, 2015
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Landscape Studies will be at Black Birch Vineyard-November 15 - December 15, 22015
"Landscape Studies"
Kathleen Jacobs
Elizabeth Lehman
David Marshall
David Hardy
November 15 - January 4, 2016
Black Birch Vineyard
155 Glendale Road
Southampton, MA
413.527.0164
October 16, 2015
towards the meadow again
10" x 10" oil birch panel
kjacobs
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
that beach rooted tableau: aka "kisses deep"
nonsensical pleasure garden
no beach illustration
just kisses deep
later summer one - more - time
with sound be in stitches
on the double - soft hands
a beach rooted tableau and kisses deep
inner hallway, winter courtyard
head warmth on my sun lap
foolish four wall content
and more kisses deep
sculptures propagate in that meadow
slow approach steel red monster
minds eye close arm longer day
and many kisses deep
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Forever Truth
chilling distance and a visceral memory of warmer summer(s)
as many other seasons that had gone cold in the dimness of low light coming
or is it the clearness now of the telling signals that make it cold all at once
and so very fuzzy - his sleepless night and his telling pantomime
re-assured by the forever truth moments
its that false "truth in nature" or rather, those false "perceptual moments"
those forever sentence-less minutes that seemed real - seemed nice
those (fucking) forever eyes and of course those truth-full limitations
chilling distance and a visceral memory of this colder summer
with the dimness of low light going and the seasons coming in with the cold
Friday, October 2, 2015
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Monday, September 28, 2015
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Friday, September 18, 2015
Thursday, September 17, 2015
NATURE - AS WE KNEW IT - paper , 5" x 7"
One of the first conditions of
happiness is that the link between Man and Nature shall not be broken
Leo Tolstoy
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Somewhere there - I should rather than anything have
it was where water poured
out of the pipes
and those swallows - lots of them -
they lived fast
early summer
as e.e. says:
"the air in utterable coolness"
that rain again
a different blue...and
a slow float...that fence
seemed impossible
but not really
but water poured out of the pipes
like before
that kiss - was good that time
love takes time he said
maybe somewhere there -- ( I should rather than anything have as e.e. says...) like the cement, the rubble and the water that poured out of the pipes
paper collage and acrylic, gouache - 12" x 11"-kdjacobs
i have found what you are like
the rain,
(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields
easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike
the air in utterable coolness
deeds of green thrilling light
with thinned
newfragile yellows
lurch and.press
—in the woods
which
stutter
and
sing
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss
the rain,
(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields
easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike
the air in utterable coolness
deeds of green thrilling light
with thinned
newfragile yellows
lurch and.press
—in the woods
which
stutter
and
sing
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss
e.e. cummings
Saturday, September 12, 2015
Those buildings again - a memory - broken
deconstruction in process:
rain - it started - stopped -
still so wet from before -
I remember pink - (not blue this time)
but red - like in hot and emotional
red was there - signs
he said - 'roman ruins'
i said 'ruined'
hot like animals he said
hot and sensuous
memory recall
cupidity gone green
like being 13 he said
in the monomania landscape
those building....i
remember...now...
departing irrevocable,
like before
when it was the sea
rain - it started - stopped -
still so wet from before -
I remember pink - (not blue this time)
but red - like in hot and emotional
red was there - signs
he said - 'roman ruins'
i said 'ruined'
hot like animals he said
hot and sensuous
memory recall
cupidity gone green
like being 13 he said
in the monomania landscape
those building....i
remember...now...
departing irrevocable,
like before
when it was the sea
thinking of Francesca Woodman today - Italy, her passion, her understanding - compositional structure
deepness
no rest
Francesca knew
no stop
on being
intense
sensuous
ongoing
structure beauty
continual
push and repeat
no rest
Francesca knew
no stop
on being
intense
sensuous
ongoing
structure beauty
continual
push and repeat
Friday, September 11, 2015
This morning, towards Oxbow - 9/11/15
oil/panel - 12" x 12"
not a memory - living now
september colors
there were many cedar waxwings, a blue heron, hawk - big one that caught a smaller bird and lots of water from the rain before...sitting
in puddles...painting with EB
not a memory - living now
september colors
there were many cedar waxwings, a blue heron, hawk - big one that caught a smaller bird and lots of water from the rain before...sitting
in puddles...painting with EB
Wednesday, September 9, 2015
near the oxbow - late summer studies of shape, form
trees within the Oxbow tributary
a formation of trees- pines I think that create a ship like shape above the other trees...like a monument
the sky was changing too fast...not constable clouds today


























