equinox

Some folk mark the equinox by fantastic gigantic feathered serpents of light sliding down their pyramid....

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I have to settle for something a little less extravagant but that which marks time in the same way.

My weeping birch begins to change her colours. Just a hint of yellow beginning now. Summer is saying her good-byes.

Fox at Sunset

Good bye Foxy! Sold from the gallery last week.

 

Fox at Sunset - paper collage

Fox at Sunset - paper collage

New works are going into the Gallery this week.

So, of course I have forgotten to photograph some of my work before taking them into the Salt Spring Gallery. There's always something to forget. Wired for hanging?  Check. Signed? Check. Bottom edge painted? Check. Inventoried? Check. Labels printed? Check. Photograped for posterity.....mmmmm 

 So here are some pics of the ones I remembered to do.

 

Hymn for the Wind

"Hymn for the Wind"  Oil 12" X 36"



"At the Heart of It All"  Oil  20" X  16"


"The Alchemy of Light" Oil 20" X 24"


"Trees Drinking Starlight" Oil  12" X  36"


Food, shelter, warmth, we forget the remarkable provisions of the evergreen forest. Blocking winter winds, evergreens grace the landscape, a familiar green patina. From coastal shore to alpine tree line, and from southern latitudes to the far reaches of the taiga, evergreens are so familiar we forget their remarkable capacity to adapt and provide.

With drooping, graceful sleeves, evergreen branches are designed with downward swoops to easily shed snow build up, and with waxy needles, moisture stays within instead of being lost to biting winter air. Resin, that sweet fragranced anti-freeze, runs in the blood of trees, keeping the sap moving enough for the evergreen to endure long winter nights and short winter days.

The evergreens around our neighbourhoods and about our homes are reminders of their brethern far, far to the north, enduring cold sweeping winds and short sun lit days. With fragrant branches they shelter and nourish the intrepid and the solitary.