I’ve taken a few weeks off from the studio to work in the garden … and this morning as I’m having coffee with Orchid-and-Buddy, my aching back, sore knees, and sunburned shoulders remind me that it’s time to get back to work in the studio … well … guess I’m also compelled by two new commissions, work-in-progress for the gallery, and a fun research project …. an embarrassment of riches in these threshold times.
All beauty gives us joy, of course … and for me, the beauty of my garden growing is absolutely sublime … it is to swim in a living sea of color and architecture … one co-created with the nature. Like mother’s milk, it is everything we need. My highest aspiration is to capture even the tiniest bit of that energy with paint on linen, and to codify it in the color layers and the forms so that the viewer FEELS something. Love is meant to be shared.
Orchid-and-Buddy came to me this time last year … both were birthday gifts. For some reason, I’ve always kept them together … forever touching. In fact, from time to time over the past year I had the notion to separate them … but I couldn’t … it just felt …. WRONG. You should know, I love love love orchids. All flowers are beautiful, but orchids have magical architecture …. like spaceships. Painting them is trancelike. And … this is crazy … but I’ve never had one re-bloom. Never … and not for lack of trying.
Until now. I have absolutely no idea why this orchid is different from countless others … but maybe it’s a good idea to give an orchid a little buddy … maybe true love is meant to be shared.
Orchid-and-Buddy