Thursday, July 13, 2017

saving the world

'Horsetails' 16x16" oil pastel;  Kathleen Faulkner

 The horsetails were our handy tools when we played outside as kids.
  
I usually used them as swords.  
They worked well.







Sunday, June 11, 2017

soft green

'Forest Life' 16x16" oil pastel;  Kathleen Faulkner



I remember, as a kid, 
always having to touch the moss as I'd walk in the forest. 
  
I would imagine wrapping myself
in sheets of soft green moss, 
curling up and taking a nice long nap. 




Saturday, May 20, 2017

details

'An Organic Matter'  16x16" oil pastel;  Kathleen Faulkner

It's usually overwhelmingly green in the forest.
Sometimes I have to stop and look in order to see.




Tuesday, April 25, 2017

another story

'Understory' 24x48" oil pastel;  Kathleen Faulkner

It is a slow start to Spring:
cold and record rainfall here.

It is good for our water supply and the understory
which, in turn, 
is good for us.

 

Thursday, March 9, 2017

shades of grey

'Winter Woods' 18x24" oil pastel;  Kathleen Faulkner

It's been a long winter.

I appreciate the cold, white light but
I look forward to Spring and a little more color.







Friday, February 3, 2017

Life during wartime*

"Pay Close Attention"  12x12" oil pastel;  Kathleen Faulkner

I didn't see her at first.  

Then, the weird feeling stopped me and I backtracked.  There she was sitting quietly, majestically.  

Non human beings are innocent and have no voice.  
It is our duty as stewards of the earth to speak for them.  




*'Life During Wartime', Talking Heads

Thursday, January 19, 2017

a day in the life

'A Day in the Life' 12x12" oil pastel;  Kathleen Faulkner
.
It is early. 
Fog horns sound in the distance.

Hawk lands on a pole and
surveys the field
planning her strategy for the morning kill.

It's a daily thing.



Sunday, January 1, 2017

Hope Springs Eternal*

blank slate, as they say

 New Year
my favorite holiday
it is so hopeful


clean up time

This last year was not so horrible
personally
Some good things happened.

I'll have to work harder this year
more obstacles 

I can do it.


Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never is, but always to be blessed:
The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
– Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man *