When I’m at the ocean, I stare at a long roll of water. It’s already built up to a swell, reached the apex of its rounded height, and now begins to break as it moves onto the shore. Often the beach is curved, so when I gaze at its entire length, the waves seem to […]
I don’t have to meditate to increase awareness; if I set my intention to do so, it can happen no matter what is going on. Traditionally, meditation is seen as the best way to enhance reflection on thinking patterns. When still, one naturally notices thoughts drifting through the mind and can observe them, rather than
In Kauffman’s painting, Autumn Trees, yellow and orange branches blow in the wind, arcing in obeyance to the earth’s raw power. The two trees seem related to each other. Perhaps they are older and younger sisters. It appears that the large tree shields the shorter one from tempestuous gusts. In between the two, an intriguing
Root Energy Turquoise is an ink drawing of a tree, including its underground roots that expand toward a water table at the bottom of the picture plane. The drawing employs an intense use of lines. Thousands of tiny ink lines comprise the trees’ leaves, trunk and root system as if all are bursting with visible
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When I gaze at clouds, it seems that a brain switch flips and allows me to suddenly see dogs racing across the sky or sheep grazing in a field. The same thing happens when I doodle thousands of tiny ink lines on paper. When I stop and let my eyes wander around the random field,
The art process can lead an artist into unexpected byways. An innocent contemplation of harvesting autumn fruit took me in a surprising direction. The end of summer means ripening fruit on the trees and expanding squashes, like pumpkins, on the vines. As they reach maturity, I become excited. Harvesting yellow and orange squashes, red apples,
Autumn Maple II is a contrast in random movement and pattern. Although the tree seems to blow in the wind, if the viewer looks closely, repetitious designs emerge. The curving trunk shows stripes that angle upward. The green grass background features a variety of motifs. The blue-gray sky above seems to be comprised of tiny
I love the purple blossomed jacaranda tree (pronounced “ha ka ran da”). I’ve enjoyed it in warm parts of the U.S.: southern California, Arizona, southern Nevada, Hawaii. It also thrives along the Gulf of Mexico border. My ink drawing, Jacaranda, depicts my adoration of this tree in several ways. On the trunk, I show long
I love to draw with ink, any kind, from ordinary ballpoint pens to soft paintbrushes that I dip in rainbow colors. When I start, I use black or blue ink, making free-form energetic scribbles. As I stare at the abstract field of looping lines, I envision a design. To emphasize this image, I cut away
In X Buddhas, I combined ink drawing with collage. I superimposed a photograph of a black Buddha statue in front of the larger white seated shape. I placed these two on top of a background of tiny hand-drawn ink lines. The ink backdrop was darker and denser at the top and lighter at the bottom,
