drenched
December. 7. 2011
Got drenched in the chilly evening shower today but loved it for the above reasons. There are probably an infinite number of ways to kiss the rain- these are just some of mine…
gotta love that iphone after all
look up, look out
November. 2. 2011
as the snow flashes by…
Storm
October. 12. 2011
Dark thunderstorms translate into reassuring, soothing, near spiritual experiences for me. Always have.
I grew up in the foothills of the Himalayas whose soil seeped into me when the rain poured down. An expert paper boat maker, I’d chase the rain and sail my boats in the puddles it left behind for days. Squatting little knees bent, toes at the edge of the water, careful not to wet my tomboyish knickerbockers…I remember coaxing my boats and singing to the rain each time I find myself mid-song in downpour…
This painting was an experiment in black…See, black is never black-I wonder if you can see the greens, blues and reds in clouds rolling in-
roadshine
May. 12. 2011
the rain came down last night to kiss the parched ground…its beauty so persuasive, it made the asphalt glow golden
ahem…that, and Oak Cliff really needs some road makeovers!
[Shot true color by the way: no sepia-ing in photoshop- the evening did it for me]
rainshine
May. 12. 2011
The most gorgeous dusk followed summer rain yesterday- it pulled me out of my house and brought me alive
blue #1
December. 28. 2010
the catcher
January. 29. 2010
J.D. Salinger died today.
If you really want to hear about it….it rained all day.
I cleaned out my ashtray.
