Recent works from the past few months are mostly written. The latest is called Sarsens (see poems).
Moon within color.
The moon in the photo above is within the yellow and green stripes. between the reds and blues (as for my part, it was neither a photo taken with politics in mind, nor a photo posted with politics in mind. Its December, and I’m editing this post a bit, and it is nonetheless so that those colors are between red and blue). A rainbow and a moon together is beautiful – is it the sun and the moon aligned?
Photographs – have taken some photographs, such as the one above in preparation for paintings (photo above, no editing – I will lighten the trees perhaps – it is a photo of a rainbow and the moon and clouds and the trees, a story of the rainbow and the moon and clouds [and the trees?]).
(New paintings, once made, will be posted on this first page).
I’ve also been doing some writing about art, and food, and have begun writing some stories (having twenty plus years ago begun a book about children’s stories and landscape design).
ONE STORY IS AROUND ABOUT A BOAT, a boat once sunk or placed into a lake (yet unillustrated).
THERE IS A STORY ABOUT A MOTH, and how it camouflaged itself!
(THERE IS ALSO A STORY ABOUT A BAT, if I can remember it – I did not write it down – and unfortunately, the experience and therefore the words, might not come back to me – and that is sad – I should have shared it immediately. It begins something like this.
A door was opened onto a dark porch, and in came an insect, drawn by the light, and a bat followed it.
It is not known if the bat ate the insect, but they are good at catching them.
The bat flew past the person who opened the door, and a few more, and no-one saw or heard it until later.
It winged around the living room, looking for a way back outside.
Then it was tired, and it slept for a while, on the stone face of a fireplace, something like the stone face of a cliff.
It winged around the dining room, looking for a way outside.
It climbed up the stairs (that is, climbed in elevation, winging its way up)
Up to the attic bedroom, looking for a way outside.
….and so forth, to be continued.
Links to the stories will be added.