Red, White and Blue Day
July 4, 2014 § Leave a comment
I am back on my blog! Moving West has been a great adventure so far but it has taken all my attention and energy. Which is why I haven’t posted since…last March (Oh my! That long?).
So, thinking that Independence Day is a good day to post about one of my favorite source of inspiration: colors, here are two pictures taken a few days ago in Santa Fe and in Laramie, where visiting beautiful southwestern Wyoming on the occasion of our 30th anniversary, Peter and I stopped by on a very bright sunny day.
Have a happy 4th of July in Red, White and Blue!
October 15, 2013 § 2 Comments
If you want to have breakfast on the road after you leave Lubbock on your way to Amarillo be prepared to drive about 50 miles before you find a place that will serve anything to eat. Mile after mile we saw nothing but flat land, a couple of small towns, cotton gin plants, farm equipment and truck parts garages, grain mills and their railroad, abandoned homes and gas stations. Hungry and with our eyes fixed towards the roadsides or the seemingly never ending road straight ahead on the horizon, we sat silently, feeling like total strangers in this bleak end of the world. A place where no one goes anywhere or lives for much.
Finally, in the town of Plainview, past New Deal, we saw a couple of fast food signs and stopped at an IHOP. It was chilly, 48 degrees, with a biting wind and still overcast, but warm inside, serving a hot breakfast.
An hour or so later the sun came out on the plains. Looking forward to a walk in the fresh air, we went to Palo Duro Canyon State Park near Amarillo.
And tonight we stay at The Big Texan Motel in Amarillo, our last night before Santa Fe and our new home …
A colorful Texas motel,
complete with a horse hotel,
And to top it all off a glorious evening sky…
Autumn of Another Color
October 21, 2012 § Leave a comment
Fall colors in New England.
These words instantly evoke images of flaming reds, fiery oranges and golden yellows setting ablaze trees and forest for a last flash before winter.
Even after living in the rural Northeast for many years I never tire of this spectacular display. I literally can stop in my tracks in wonder and awe when walking or driving on a day of crisp autumn sunlight and royal blue sky.
But this year I seem to be less inclined to mind this seasonal show.
Often taking walks in drizzly grey weather, under leaden skies, on dim and overcast days or early mornings when the river fog is slow to clear away, I gradually noticed a different kind of palette:
Subtle hues and pale shades, patinaed coppers and silvers, flaxen shimmers, cool white glows and faded tawny tints.
I Saw This In NYC
April 22, 2012 § 3 Comments
Looking is one of my favorite things to do and New York City never disappoints me in that regard. I have a visual feast pretty much every time I walk around the City.
This one happened last week in Chelsea over less than an hour and a two block area.
The following pictures were taken with my iphone.
Winter Whites & Valentine Reds
February 12, 2012 § 2 Comments
A Beautiful Way To Start 2012
January 4, 2012 § Leave a comment
For me the last 2 weeks of the year are often times brimming with sensory moments of all kinds. From listening to choirs, tasting delicacies, watching fireworks, displays and decorations, holding hands, sharing smiles and opening gifts.
I felt particularly fortunate this time. So I would like to share some of these gifts with you.
I liked this clip Snow Globe Los Angeles. Because it echoed my longing for quiet, illuminated and warm feelings.The beautiful voices heard on the The St Olaf Christmas Festival filled my heart with spirituality and joy.
The delicate and whimsical designs of frost on my window added magic and wonder, decorating my house with some of nature’s awesome ornaments.
This beautiful calendar made by my beloved and talented sister in law Lillebi Habans and who paints these most exquisite and beautiful images. What a sweet gift!
There were lots more of these perfect moments and many cannot be simply transmitted thought my posting. But all of them gave me inspiration and creative energy to start this New Year 2012 beautifully.
My hope is to express them in my posts in the next 12 months and share with you.
July 6, 2011 § Leave a comment
Cy Twombly died yesterday in Rome.
He was one of my favorite contemporary painters. His work was pure poetry for me.
His father “Cy” was nicknamed after CY Young as he pitched for the White Socks.
He liked the work of Nicolas Poussin (1594-1665)
I wonder what the work of the artist who will like Cy Twombly in 400 years will look like.