30 June 2015

june...a white nightgown in the afternoon

in a perfect world, it would always be june and i would only wear white. 
these past 30 days have been so full.
all of it so fulfilling.
we decided on a name for mia's business within the business
click this picture to see more.
when you arrive, please click her 'like' button:)

i wish i had more pictures to share...it is such a pretty place.
i completed 4 paintings in june...
2 small
and 2 big
a mama and baby elephant
for mia's first apartment.
{a video on the process is at the end of this post}
this 6x6 for a friend
to the lighthouse
this passage continues to inspirit my secret-self
so much of my art comes from my love-affair with wordsmiths...
like this painting on a door:
self-portrait in acrylics
with words from an 18th century love letter 
this painting an anniversary gift {16 yrs}
i copied this letter into a card
so long ago...still brings back the same feelings.
the 4th painting is for another friend:

in boundless measure
acrylics&collage on wood

so, lots of time spent in my studio.
but also in the yard
rosary garden weeded & mulched...
waiting for summer flowers.
and in the kitchen
all organic ingredients:
new potatoes, zucchini, spring onion, parsley,
parmesan & eggs from un-caged hens
and washing dishes at the opened window
frida is bird-watching.
every tail twitch smells like basil ☺
sunning in the sun-room

it must seem as if i have only 1 child
and 1 cat
but i have 2 children 
and 3 cats...but
the girls are the sort that like me best.
acrylics in art journal 
so that was june
tomorrow begins a new page.
{i hope you enjoy the video}
love, lisa

30 May 2015

farewell may...

what a wonder-full month you were!
so much joy!
so many projects!

i transformed a small chest of drawers
{2 fridas ☺}

& this tall one for my unmentionables
{and hung new blinds}

fresh paint and knobs
for this vanity
because this baby girl passed her state board
and is joining the family biz!
so proud of mia♥
oh! of course i was painting pictures too...
but there was mother's day!
& laundry on the line...
and wine!
oh! yes, i was still painting in-between...
there were beds to weed
 may flowers to love
and biscotti jars to fill with verbena 

 and cement blocks to make useful
 there are always books to read
and saints to paint...
st luke, patron saint to physicians,
healers & artists
st therese of lisieux
patron to flower-people
kit in a flowered frock

my commission
{video on the painting at the end of this post}
st. maurice
st. martin de porres
may was the finest month this year.
{so far}
this video shows me painting my month-long project...
"the angels"

Xo, lisa

10 April 2015

a dozen pictures...

i have written this post so many times
{in my head}
but it felt too overly-expressive
too wordy
& so
only pictures
abrupt remarks made as an interruption or an aside
angela, nanette, lisa
my sisters and me
 sometimes the death of a father
will bring your mother back
and then 
you begin to look for the other missing pieces.
708 east broad street

the scent of water

we had each other
2 paintings of, about and for my sisters
who live so very far away.

i am inspired out-of-the-blue
friend dena russo
(her facebook profile picture)
 her beauty & the horror behind really moved me 
blinding ignorance does mislead us. O! wretched mortal, open your eyes!
~leonardo da vinci
easter-time was supreme
with hyacinths from my son
and roses from my daughter
new instruments with which to eat
and then
truly incredible
and then today...
a bird
 for a friend
i have painted this before
and i may do

did you know:
vincent painted his sunflowers
over a dozen different times
now that
is divine afflatus!


ps: click on the pictures

15 March 2015

liminal space

all of my life 
i have felt myself on the brink.
somewhere betwixt & between 
who i am and who i AM
{do you know what i mean?}
i am not really this person i am pretending to be.
surely this isn't all there is to me.
i have so much more i can do.
with practice,
i can become she.
she, the one who paints significantly.
she who is adventurous.
she does not question, but trusts.
she, not the she on the perimeter, the other she.
you see,
i live in a liminal space
which could be dismal
if it were not for my hope-fullness.
my morning prayer before putting my feet on the floor
fills me with optimism.

but then
i look up and
 i see a plastic bag caught in the branches of the walnut tree.
and i think:
humanity is so careless and destructive
and selfish...
and yet
so full of potential too.
i think:
this teetering on the edge
is something we all do
can we embrace it all?
the chaos 
the serenity
the world is full of both
and perhaps
you cannot search for one
without finding the other.
whisper words of wisdom
let it be
come, holy spirit
"Confuse the sacred and the secular in your environment. Create a liminal, neither here nor there, milieu. It is always in the liminal places that significant things happen, so work at creating liminality." A Religion of One's Own, Thomas Moore 
and...just for fun...
frida on blue velvet
face towards the sun
very good advice frida
animals are so smart.