Spring in Portland
And it’s a good time to begin new projects. This city transforms when the sun comes out. Suddenly, I am inspired to get out of the house and take daily walks through the neighborhood. I’m greeted by the multitude of blooms that are springing up from front-yard gardens, blooming trees, and cats that seem eager to come up to meet me. All of the sudden, I feel inspired to take photos everywhere I go. I want to capture the patterns and colors and light. I am dreaming of all of the paintings I want to create. And though I want to actually be on the computer LESS; at the same time, I want to do MORE with the time that I spend here. I feel that if I can begin a dialogue about creative process, then I’ll have increased my own discipline in paying attention to my thoughts; at the same time perhaps inviting others to join in on the conversation.
Dear Robin: What beautiful paintings as usual. I LOVED the close-up shot of your table with your dad’s picture on it – THIS IS WORTHY OF BEING PAINTED ENTIRELY AS ‘IT IS’.
You sometimes strike me as someone who should have gone into the areas of religion; in what way, there would be many.
The SPIRIT of you comes out in your paintings – it’s remarkable!!!
Your writing skills are profound – poetry and prose would/does flow when you write.
HAVE A HAPPY HOLIDAY. Diane – Nevada