"Springs Height"

sun beams through the trees
azalea color peaks
warm days and cool nights

Acrylic on Canvas
20" X 16"

"Guide"

young deodara
ancient arches portal seed
showing us the way

Acrylic on Canvas
16" X 20"

"Epworth Copse"

glorious morning
warm glow on trees, leaves and grass
tracing new patterns

acrylic on canvas
20" X 16"

"Winter's Sunset Field"

winter's setting sun
golden glow upon the earth
almost dinner time

acrylic on canvas
16" X 20"

"Not Too Long Now?"

no, spring is not here
yet swelling buds and longer
days tease us with warmth

acrylic on canvas panel
12" X 16"

"Daybreaking"

soft day breaking light
rising on crape myrtle's leaves
season's ending act

oil on canvas
16" X 20"

"Memories of Fort Fisher"

hot windy shore stroll
where live oaks withstood thus far
so many hard storms

I painted this for my great niece and her husband as a wedding gift. They live very near this site and enjoy the beauty and atmosphere of this part of our planet-coastal North Carolina-me too! There are many "live oaks" that have been shaped by the prevailing sea-born winds and they have survived every hurricane and climate change, thus far, along this beautiful shoreline of our continent. This painting is from my memories of many visits to this location.
Oil on Canvas
Diptych: 40" X 16"

"Bolton's Pine"

warm the sunlit day
as we gaze at Bolton's pine
we know it's great strength

Oil on Canvas
12" X 9"
SOLD

"Purpure"

day's warmth surrounds as
we observe purpure blossoms
and inhale springs gift

Oil on Canvas
12" X 9"

"Sagacious Chroma"

I painted this for my son for Christmas.

Why "Sagacious"? Trees (all plants) seem to have an inherent wisdom as each one reaches into the earth for nourishment and into the sky for light, absorbing what is needed and giving back what we breathe. They do this with character in their structure, texture, color and movement in space. They go about their lives with such joy in expression, not being a bit apologetic about their individuality. They are ever evolving and expanding......just like us.

I really have so much pleasure in the "written word" and from time to time try to write something myself. As time goes on maybe I'll be able to expand my vocabulary and write what I feel in my soul with the same joy as that of my painting. So, my feeble attempt at haiku:

"Seeing light above
Color and pattern abound
Arched arms reach to touch."

Oil on Canvas
60" X 36"