I never just paint. Something stirs in my soul. I experience a sort of collective sigh. My heart smiles in some ancient recognition that is surely shared. In these moments I am every artist who has ever watched a work of art being born.
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Inspiration Births Itself – by Vivian Gordon
For all its uncertainty and fragility, birth is dispassionate and compelling. How else does life answer its longing for itself?
Popsicle Dog, Truchas, NM
My Finn has very little fur on his chest and tummy and he didn’t have a sweater. My boy was getting cold in the night!
10 Things I Love About Being An Artist, #1
The fire is crackling, the animals are snoozing and I am at the easel. That has to be my very favorite thing, standing up to my easel. It’s like I’m full—full of energy and light, purpose, a reason to be.
Winterizing in Truchas, NM
It’s the time of year when winter and fall are battling it out up here in the mountains of northern New Mexico. One day it’s sunny and warm and the next it’s gray and cold.
A Couple of Reasons to Rescue Animals
Kelee is a tough llano dog, Skye’s an ex-feral and Finn never knew kindness. Still each one of them seems to instinctively know that these toys are for them.
Kahlil Gibran on Love
I first read Kahlil Gibran’s, The Prophet, in 1970. What he said about love mystified me because I still believed that love was only joy.