Tuscan Hill (acrylic on canvas 24″ x 32″)
The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.
The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
speaks to me.
The faintness of the stars,
the trail of the sun,
the strength of fire,
and the life that never goes away,
they speak to me.
And my heart soars.
~Chief Dan George (Teswahno)
Hello Darlings how are all of you? If you are like me you are thinking this is only Wednesday, and it’s already Friday! :O
I will keep this short especially since this is sort of a long quote…but I do so like it! This impasto piece was painted from a photograph I took in Italy. I loved the cedar groves on the hill tops…to me they looked like crowns. Every one held a mystery for me…like this image with a house tucked within the grove. I really connected to the land there, and that’s why I painted so many pieces (and plan to do some more). I long to be there..in time, in time..eh?
I hope all of you are experiencing green grasses now. ‘Tis summer here, and the air smells of gardenias, magnolias, jasmine, and wild roses. The manatees and alligators are swimming, and the fish are jumping…which are sure signs. :) With SO MUCH UNFOLDING around me I can’t help but want to be out there too!
Well, I said this would be short so I will keep my word. :) I agree with Chief Dan George all of these things speak to me…ahh yes, and my heart is listening!
What speaks to you dear ones?
I will be around to see all of you soon…I am looking forward to catching up on your worlds.
Love, light, and laughter to all…
my heart soars