Harvest Moon

Hello again. 

I love autumn and am feeling a renewed excitement for the future!  It is September 2013 and  the sun has been crisp and clear and the flowers are bright with oranges and yellow hues.  The shadows are growing longer.  I contemplate my new home, expanded family and the adventures ahead. 

Once we move next spring, I plan to put a bigger emphasis on the Isis Art Studio which, for now, looks like it will connect to the main door. Our new house is part of my husband’s architectural business. The business is upstairs, and living quarters are down below. I am hoping this will seduce students and customers verses being pushed aside by an already successful business.  My emotions are all over the map.  I fear that I will evaporate and I fear also that I will be so exposed.  (I have expressed how much I need solitude.) But there is hope in my heart circling around the drama of life. I envision space for my grandchildren and for my fur kids. (I love animals…ah another blog!)

 Nature has been sweet this week. I have arrived home with a flock of wild turkey on my front lawn. My two cats had huge eyes and wagging tails in our window, staring at them frolicking around like they were quite pleased. They are practically tame...they don't even run away as I walk up the steps to the front door. I came home to a momma doe with twin fawn bambi's. That was beautiful. I was driving my son’s car and it was a bit loud driving up my drive way with the sound of my large Anatolian/great Pyrenees polar bear dog ‘s deep bark,...so they were scared and ran away. But nothing compares to the harvest moon. The nights have been magical, cool air clears my mind, the moon is brilliant, white and high up in the starlight sky, she, the moon, seemed jewel like, almost spiraling and I understood how ancient humans worshiped the magnificence, and even thought the moon was a god. The harvest moon is pulsing, clear and special.  I feel hope and renewed strength.  My painting has a corner that needs to be tweaked.  I usually am a prolific artist but the last two seem arduous.  Maybe I just need to learn the lesson of patience.  Maybe I am too distracted.  Maybe I analogize too much. J night...Tonight after celebrating sweet brians 7th birthday I saw a brilliant almost full white moon up in the starlit sky and then when I got to my home in guilderland, the sky was even more crisp and clear and the moon seemed jewel -like, almost spiraling, and I understood how human in the ancient past worshiped this magnificance. The radiance was pulsing, clear, special. Happy birthday Brian Warncke. you are a star. (((****))))night...Tonight after celebrating sweet brians 7th birthday I saw a brilliant almost full white moon up in the starlit sky and then when I got to my home in guilderland, the sky was even more crisp and clear and the moon seemed jewel -like, almost spiraling, and I understood how human in the ancient past worshiped this magnificance. The radiance was pulsing, clear, special.

 

Wow.... oh... wow

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Recap of Summer 2013 & Art

Hello friends!

 

It has been quite the summer of 2013.

There are many wonderful changes, and Life is wonderful and Life is loud.  I look forward to the cooler weather.  Our last born son is continuing on his education to become an architect, like his father! Our second son has advanced to an much better employment schedual.  His wife and son are thriving and blooming.  They are launching a photoart small buisness on the side of his main job.  My grandson turned one in May and is an incredible sparkle of love.  My eldest son is getting married!!  He met a beautiful woman and they will be joined in matromony in February with their two children, our grandaughter who also turned one in August and our soon-to-be grandson who just turned seven. So exciting!

 

I am learning to try to stay in my being, when I drift away I feel lost. I am inching my way with my fiddle head painting.  I am in an artist block for the first time in my life.  Is this labor? Hmmm. Recently, I have been to Italy which I have spoken about and I have been to Canada on a family reunion cruise.  I have 7 siblings, and everyone was there and their significant others as well, totally the people tally to twenty-two.  This number follows me.  That is another blog though! I sought out peace on the 12^th deck in the back.  There was a lot of music and a continuous party atmospere.  I guess you can describe me as perhaps a loner? An artist type? It was good to see my brothers and sisters and others.  I love them dearly. 

 

During this summer, my husband and I went to several art museums including the Fenamore Art Gallery in Cooperstown, New York. We also visited the Albany Institute of Art and History on several occations.  With the Fenamore Art Gallery in Cooperstown, I embraced the solitude and quite.  I never realized until this experience how much I craved looking at beautiful art work and being still.  The sun was bright and my husband and I went to a natural food resturant afterwards.  I weave the days with much energies towards my family.  We will be moving, first time in 16 years and it is huge.  Ah another log about this!  I bid adieu for now. 

 

I am including a quote by CS Lewis below that I embrace with my family and my own children and grandchildren.  Enjoy this profound C. S. Lewis quote that I agree with completely.

"There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in ...the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. I believe that the most lawless and inordinate loves are less contrary to God’s will than a self-invited and self-protective lovelessness…We shall draw nearer to God, not by trying to avoid the sufferings inherent in all loves, but by accepting them and offering them to Him; throwing away all defensive armour. If our hearts need to be broken, and if He chooses this as a way in which they should break, so be it."

~ C.S. Lewis