On Saturday I was free to wander out in the world again after a week of illness. Sitting on a park bench, overlooking Camden Harbor, a new creative friend & I played with watercolors & talked art & process...I learned new things as I watched her & listened to her enthusiastic thoughts about art. For me, art continually offers new discoveries, inspiration & re-inspiration.
Our visit ended with a jaunt to the town Art Shop, Oh Joy, Joy, Joy! We both now have new 4 X 6 " hot press paper pads & ceramic palettes & I have a new sable brush which feels lush & fluid & soft as it gathers water in a way that my old brushes never did!!
After the town visit I went to the top of Mount Battie, a place where my spirit always soars. While the many tourists clicked away to the East, over the Bay as the sun was setting, I settled into my red chair facing West to the Hills. The longer I sat still, looking, breathing, making marks on my paper, the more revealed itself, a graceful tree branch here, a brilliant carmine there, a new hue in the distance...This process, it has to do with soul, serenity, spirit, heart...Words fail me here, so best to say thank you to Saturday, to freedom, & thank you to those of you with whom I share some of my process.