Showing posts with label compasses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label compasses. Show all posts

Friday, March 13, 2009

The Sparrow Chair- No. 2

Just getting started on my contribution to the Sparrow Club Chairity Event, slightly behind schedule. To Recap- Last year I painted an old public school rock of a chair to be auctioned off for the Sparrow Club- a non-profit that partners local schools with a Sparrow- a child with chronic/terminal disease. The students get "paid" for "volunteer" hours, with the money in turn going to the Sparrow's medical expenses. I am happy to participate again in such a wonderful Event- though I need to get down to business with this chair. The them of this chair is going to revolve around the compass on the seat- the pallete is a beautiful egg shell blue/sea foam green with a dark purpley black. Don't know if it will stay that way: check back for updates.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

The Compass Shifts.


In Progress- a meditation.


"The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress. "  Anais Nin.


I've mentioned compasses before, I think.  I am sorta obsessed with them.  They pop up everywhere in my work, many times hidden. 


Suddenly, the poles have switched and everything is upside down and inside out. It happens.  I didn't realize last week when I was assessing resolutions how quickly west would become east.  Not for me, but for my best friend.  And I know it's random and strange to be posting this on a blog- so I apologize in advance to those who think blogs blur public and private to easily. But this is my blog, and it is my life and my art, and my life impacts my art.  So.   Owl is leaving in eleven days to serve our country, our new president. He is joining the Connecticut National Gaurd.  I am going to continue for now to live in Bend, focus on my artwork, on writing for the Source (who actually will be assigning me more stories- hooray), on my blooming relationship with Rise Up International (who I hope to accompany to Nicaragua this spring).  He is going to get to go to grad school for free, cut his hair, roll around in mud, wear camo, and see our neice and nephew every day.  It is going to be a huge, huge shift.  And there is a lot of unknowns.  And it's gonna be hard. The most difficult thing yet.  But, it is also going to be another grand adventure.  It is going to lead to amazing, wonderful things.  

Just so you know.