making it real

Tiny dwellings for tiny folk. My daughter, J. Owl spent a focused three hours in the yard creating these fairy houses. She gathered and moved moss, made mud cement to hold support beams together, and thoughtfully added fluff to sleeping spaces. As I watched from the back door I sometimes saw her mouth moving--intoning or play acting?

Later that evening, in the blue-grey dusk, she went out to visit the houses. She returned suddenly, breathless and excited, saying she heard the grass "crunch" near this underground shelter. Could it be?

trio of 2 x 2 paintings

2 x 2

I am working on a series of 2 x 2-inch paintings. The idea is to make one each day and then see what the collection of paintings wants me to do with them. I can imagine groupings by color, by shape, or by subject...

sticks in the house

Three times a week, sometimes more, I find sticks in the house and dutifully return them to their outdoor realm. They appear on chairs, or on bookshelves, or inside a rain boot. Sometimes I find sticks with a length of orange yarn tied to one end, the other end tied to the leg of a kitchen chair. And a few times I have found curved sticks with white twine tied to each end, making a bow (these I do not toss outside, but stash in a corner for later use, you never know). Sticks have a way of finding their way in. They are elemental. I defer.