The Beauty of Thunder

 

Rain on the semi arid prairie is a sight to behold, a time when one goes outside and gazes for long periods of time.

Born Upon the Prairie

I was born upon the prairie, where the wind blew free, and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures, and where everything drew a free breath.” Great Comanche War Chief, Ten Bears

For an all too brief period on the western prairie, the land is bright yellow-green before hot weather settles in. At such time, nature reminds us to nourish ourselves and grow. It is a great re-birth.

This is my nod to verdant pastures, created with thick stone texture, acrylic paint, limestone, earth pigments, charcoal, rainwater and the ash of Cottonwood and Eastern Red Cedar. Cottonwoods favor watery, river places while cedars grow in arid conditions after their deep roots find water. Together, these prairie trees symbolize renewal.

This piece is on its way to a lovely collector in Kansas City.

Cottonwood Ash Speaks to Renewal

Some branches off the Cottonwood tree recently fell in a storm, and I used their leaves and buds to make ash. Cottonwoods are said to whisper life’s answers to you, and are regarded as a sacred tree by indigenous people.

St Brigid-Upon-the-Land

This piece began on St. Brigid’s Day (Feb 1) with the intention it honor the abbess who heralds spring and aids farmers. The handmade stone texture contains gathered wheat stalks, a nod to traditional St. Brigid Crosses woven of reeds. It has acrylic with oxidized iron to symbolize the strength of the earth. Prairie limestone honors local land spirits. I used snowmelt to represent a change of season. Burnt Sienna pigment represents the fertile soil and harkens to a spring robin breast. The very structural thick texture applied to the corners is symbolic of the four seasons and reminds us be faithful at all times.

Sold to a lovely family who loves the land.

First Thunderstorm Arrives

It was an exceptionally cool spring this year, resulting in the latest start ever to the tornado season. The first severe weather outbreak came just today, May Day. I collected fresh rainwater from the towering thunderheads to use in paintings that honor the spirits of the sky and air.