Clear Cut, Morning Glory Magic
Two things amaze me about this October. Our neighbor was able to make a second cutting of hay. Seeing one area made me realize how I love a clear cut, and how those line appear in my art.
Secondly, the Morning Glories are still providing shade in our east porch room. The dry weather enabled Greg to refinish two vintage metal lawn chairs he found at the 127 yard sale.
Having Morning Glories every year is non-negotiable. I bathe in their energy and love to have my friends benefit from their cool vibrancy. Any day, when it reaches 32 degrees they will fade and we’ll take them down, always by the time of the Annual Open Studios ARTTOUR. It’s a sad day, but also one we like because it lets in the wanted light for the darker seasons. I painted a few recently, see them for the first time at the event.
Talk about clear cut, this is a Phantom Crystal sitting on the new table in the shade of the Morning Glories.
Seeing the rows of grass on the distant hill made me realize how equally spaced lines show up in my art. The land informs the artist. Better late than never to figure this out.
And circles are always a part of the art.
Autumn kicks us into high gear, tending to projects put off. Greg has entirely reorganized the barn-shed-greenhouse complex. He is a genius at problem solving. How to empty the five huge barrels of water that kept the greenhouse warm? He inserted the pump, that resurfaced in the cleanup.
And meanwhile, I have been finishing up over thirty new artworks for the ARTTOUR.