Thursday, January 19, 2017
Wednesday, January 18, 2017
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Inspired by my friend L's luscious paintings of veiled women, I stamped some Charlottes and dressed them in the veils I remember from Catholic girlhood in the 50s.
I never did get why our heads always had to be covered, why we were wrapped like fragile packages for the big events, why religion always involved hiding our flawed and shame-filled bodies, why white was our color, why girl dressup clothes were so punishingly uncomfortable.
Monday, January 16, 2017
On this warm winter day I leaned way out of a window and noticed some leftover seed factories on the rhododendron and azalea bushes.
These structures are no bigger than 1/4 to 1/2" across. The flowers are so plentiful and showy on these plants, but the magical production of seeds happens without any show at all.