Sunday, September 23, 2012


As Fall enters I relish the solitude and privacy to set a place apart, as the trees provide for the birds, to sketch, to erase, to read, to paint and to erase again...without interruption.  So on this brilliant morning with leaves shimmering against a clear blue sky I do my creative work.  Before going to the studio I re-read Keats, "A Thing of Beauty."

"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases;it will never
Pass into nothingness;but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing...."

These words resonated as I watched the leaves against the sky.