The Wonders of the Universe

I know some birds who stared in awe at the wonders of our Universe.  

Families

Two families on their pods.  (Collage with bar-codes, envelope liners, and other scraps.)

Going Somewhere?

They are going.  Who knows where they are going, but they are going.  

Another Tiny Leader

Collage and gouache.  Harmony in greens. 

Promenade

An appropriate color theme for the day.
(Collage with postcards, rejected drawings, printer alignment test)

A Day of Marches

 

In support of all the marching birds, today.  

In honor of the right to march in peace.  

In hope of a kinder world.

Bridge

 

Bridge.

mixed media.

I've always liked the symbol of the bridge.  Here, between 2 very different worlds. 

From a Few Years Back

 

The Green Curtain.  5x5.  gouache on board.

The Water Hole.  5x5.  gouache on board.

I was lucky to meet today the owner of 2  little pieces I donated to the Center Gallery a few years ago.  (2004?)  I was very fond of these little gouaches and felt sorry to have forgotten to scan them for my records.  Lucy was gracious enough to lend them to me for that purpose.  Here they are. 

Tiny Mural

 

Here I am indulging in my fantasy of mural painting.  Would it look good on the side of a large building?  

Drawing the Sun

 

What happens when the pen is left to its own will.  

Embrace

 

Inspired by the last piece in Risa and Laird's Ganesha collection.  The tenderness of the gesture spoke to me.  Plus I like elephants.  

Reflection

  

The queen occasionally spends time re-evaluating.  I need to do the same.  But there is so little time!

Green Hat

 

Pulled the gouache back out.  Here finding the "portrait" hiding in the shapes.  Something I used to do a lot with collage. 

When All Goes Well

 

Once in a while there is a day when all goes well.  Good sleep, good work, good news of Sam,  house clean and back not painful.  There was such a day last week, before lost package, bad sleep, worries about Sam, etc.  I'll look forward to next time. 

A Thought to Consider

 

Little House on Hill

 

Another Little House.  Maybe prompted by my love of being home, happily occupied in daily activities.  

Little House

  

I used to love drawing houses as a kid.  I still do.  Houses with trees.  And clouds and flowers. 

Fresh Dreams

The Fool and his Fresh Dreams.  Are they foolish dreams? 

Heavy Load

 

Some days feel that way.  They pass.  Heavy Load or Harmony in Grey.

 

The King, the Queen and the Child

 

Glad the birds added a bit of levity to this one.