Dreaming in Long Ears and Strong Feet
UmberDove
Today I feel small and quiet and choked up on words, so I'll spill them into a journal and let time decipher. I hope you don't mind. It's a gray day here; even the redwoods feel introspective. I'm chewing slowly over a beautiful experience I had last night in the woods, a flit of rust, a flash of emerald and hummingbird wingtips running across my jaw.
"Live out your joy in this moment."
That's a lot to think about.
So while I amble along in my own head, I thought I'd share a couple newly finished pieces with you.
Ready?
"Live out your joy in this moment."
That's a lot to think about.
So while I amble along in my own head, I thought I'd share a couple newly finished pieces with you.
Ready?
(Untitled)
(8" x 8" Oil on Canvas)
Last night I lighted two candles and finished this piece. It's a blending of past and present, a methodical attempt to understand the new, a seeking of direction and of course, a self-portrait. This one will require much writing and studying on my part, keeping the dialogue between mind and oil open.
True Center Ring: Breaking Limitations
(sterling silver, turquoise)
We have so much to learn, so far to go, but I tell you this: there is no label strong enough to hold you down, there is no box great enough to constrain your spirit.
I'm far, far from arriving at my own true center, but this journey is right where I want to be. I made this ring last week; sawed, filed, created a relief, imprinted a sheet, soldered, polished and patinated her with a one-hundred percent intent of keeping her for myself. But all weekend I've had this little knot bugging me, telling me she actually belongs to someone else. I tried to ignore it, but I know better: art will find a way to arrive to the exact person who needs to see it.
(If she calls your name, you can find her in the shop)
Namasté my friends!
Be well in your souls!
~ Umber ~
(sterling silver, turquoise)
We have so much to learn, so far to go, but I tell you this: there is no label strong enough to hold you down, there is no box great enough to constrain your spirit.
I'm far, far from arriving at my own true center, but this journey is right where I want to be. I made this ring last week; sawed, filed, created a relief, imprinted a sheet, soldered, polished and patinated her with a one-hundred percent intent of keeping her for myself. But all weekend I've had this little knot bugging me, telling me she actually belongs to someone else. I tried to ignore it, but I know better: art will find a way to arrive to the exact person who needs to see it.
(If she calls your name, you can find her in the shop)
Namasté my friends!
Be well in your souls!
~ Umber ~