Sunday, April 19, 2015

Farm. Land.


The landscape of America's farmland seems to me more beautiful than any formal garden.


But few people talk about the amazing skill and talent a farmer use to coax food from the land. 

Biking through Skagit Valley farm land I am grateful in a fresh way for the dedication and artistry of the American farmer. Consider today the beauty of barns and furrowed fields, of orchards and bees and simple farmhouses.
















Thursday, April 16, 2015

From inspiration to cut paper: how I make my art

Often I'm asked, "how do you do that???"

So I've made a very brief video to share how I take an idea and turn it into finished art that's ready to appear on product.




Monday, March 30, 2015

Red


Red.

The color of joy...





Shade of celebration.
And I'm celebrating!


Can you tell I've got a new Nikon to replace the poor broken one?
Can you tell how hungry I was for a real camera again?

Mr. Wonderful surprised me with the camera of my dreams
and the thick manual is on my bedside table,
perfect night time reading.

Fields of tulips dance before my eyes at night as I learn the technicalities...





Yipee!!!

Friday, March 27, 2015

Tulips


I hope nobody minds another post about the flowers.
Maybe the perfume from the blooms is making me a little giddy but I can't resist the eye candy.


Skagit Valley is carpeted with tulips, looking like Holland in the spring, and it's gone to my head again this year.


Even the reflections in the muddy rows shine with beauty.

 


Nobody minds the mud, and the trucks carry blossoms picked by workers whose singing can be heard across the fields in the early morning.



Workers bunch the stems and tuck them under burlap in the wooden boxes that dot the fields.



We locals can't get over how amazing it is that we actually get to call this valley home.






Truly this is a splendid place, a rare gift, a fleeting blessing like spring itself.


Thursday, March 26, 2015

Tulip time


Every spring it's wow.
Every. Single. Spring.


Every year I say it's the best ever.



And it's true.





Spring.
If there is anything more lovely this side of heaven,
I can't imagine what it could be.