Waterfall of Stars

We came whirling out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust… The stars made a circle, and in the middle, we dance. Rumi

Every man should bathe one night in the absolute darkness of the prairie. A waterfall of stars cascades from above and the wind gently whispers in your ear to let it be. Here there are no worries, no fears, no admonishments to complete things. Rather a solemnity and a nudge to partake in something much larger. This piece has wheat from a family farm near Natoma, Kansas entombed in stone texture to create a cascade of dark stars along with acrylic, tarry earth pigments and iron oxidized to rust. SOLD to an amazing collector.

Toward a Simple Life

If you ever wanted to live a simple life, try living on the prairie. The vast plain shows us we are but a small part of something larger. Here it is quiet and sublime, with a great canopy above and dark soil below. The prairie’s void draws you toward the earth, an invitation to root deeply into her embrace. My homage to living deliberately draws inspiration frost visiting autumn’s darkened fields. It has tiny hemp seeds in stone with acrylic, rust and earth pigments.

Thunder Head

Autumn storms are not the bombastic rains of summer with load noises and light, but something else. Mature, resigned and filled with a coolness that reminds us to be patient and faithful. This piece has layers of thick stone texture, iron oxidized to rust, acrylic and earth elements, including limestone, soil and plant ash.

Arrival of the Snow Geese

When the snow geese arrive at Fossil Lake, they descend in a great spiral, as if the breath of the north gently bore them toward earth. Snow Geese are said to be guardians of the North Wind and a teacher. For many weeks, I see them as they winter here, showing a beautiful sense of family, moving from the frozen pond to the warmth of the pasture grass and back again. When the icy wind arrives, they endure together with heads tucked into feathers, unmoving, quietly waiting for the cold to pass. Then when it does, they return to flight without dwelling on the storm. My rendition has iron oxidized to rust and acrylic with cuneiform-style marks cut in the hand-laid stone texture.

Winter Berries

… the winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for the hungry sparrows … John Geddes

My homage to snow-covered berries that feed the winter birds is constructed with several layers of thick stone texture indented with organic grain and painted with acrylic and an organic rust glaze.

Dust and Shadow

The fading light reminds us that the divide between the worlds is shallow. My thoughts on impermanence hearken to Horace’s observation, “We are but dust and shadow.” This triptych is stone texture, grain, acrylic and layers of caramel-colored iron oxidized to rust to symbolize ephemerality.

Red Grass

I wanted to walk straight on through the red grass and over the edge of the world, which could not be very far away. The light and air abot me told me that the world ended here: only the ground and sun and sky were left, and if one went a little farther there would only be sun and sky, and one would float off into them, like the tawny hawks which sailed over our heads making slow shadows on the grass. Willa Cather, My Antonia

This field of red grass is made of hand-laid stone texture, acrylic and rust to remind you to be adventurous.

Nature Spirit

I finished this piece during the energy of the autumn equinox when light and darkness are equal. It is a great turning point on the wheel as we move from harvest toward reflection and rest. A necessary pause before we renew our energy to begin again. My autumnal spirit is inspired by goldenrod with stone texture, layers of rust, salt for purity, fresh burnt plant ash for protection, earth pigments, rainwater and acrylic. It is cleansed with the smoke of freshly gathered prairie sage. May it inspire solace and rest. Canvas is 1.5 inch gallery wrapped and ready to hang.

Sunflower Gloriana

I love late summer, because the prairie land is blanketed with sunflowers. They grow wild here in great bunches on thick green stalks. Before the wind changes to the north, nature provides us this one last show of glorious color to remind us of her goodness. My rendition has undulating stone texture, deep layers of rust, salt and acrylic. May it inspire happiness. Canvas is 1.5 inch gallery wrapped and ready to hang.

Great Full Moon

The Harvest Moon is the full moon closest to the autumn equinox, a brightly lit orb to illuminate the field. Nature’s gift to help us be industrious to gather in our work before a season of rests sets in. It is one of my favorite moons, an orange lantern ascending from the Eastern sky. My whimsical rendition is painted in the days leading up to the moon. I made it large and glorious with two types of stone texture, rust, salt, Kansas clay, cedar ash and acrylic. It is smudged with purifying wild sage. May it inspire wonder and play. Canvas is 1.5 inch gallery wrapped and ready to hang.