I want to share this bright-eyed joyful beauty with you. She was created near the studio by a family of friends (with five delightful young boys) who enjoyed Momma Nature’s sledding playground while we were away with family. The snowball goddess has hair and eyes repurposed from the studio wildflower garden created by a group of dear friends as a wedding present to us five years ago. Gifts abound and rebound!!!
Bronze edition closing...
ONE left. The very last “Little Bird” in the edition of 100 sculptures. Who will the lucky adoptee be?
Christmas Kisses...
Blowing each one of you warm kisses wrapped in fresh crisp mountain air… MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Tree Muse...
She embraced me morning and night. Vibrant vivacious daughter of the Mother. Smooth arms poised like a temple goddess. Her canopy sparkled with stars each night as I smudged with cedar and sage, accompanied by owl song. The tall red Dr Seuss bloom blew kisses while I meditated early mornings at this very spot just outside the door to our bedroom. Gratitude.
Sculptures loaded...
Loaded to leave the mountain before more snow arrives…
Tree sculptures on the move....
The reliquary tree sculptures from the “I Never Promised You a Rose Garden” series are headed to Santa Barbara soon…
Daily walkabouts...
How lucky am I to be able to watch Tala’s joyous flouncy gait as we hike the woods surrounding our home-sweet-home?!
Sonnet Series
We shared intimate bits from our layered lives. Emma has a degree in Art History with a focus on African art. The large shards of blue glass piercing one of my tree reliquary sculptures reminded her of a piercingly effective tribal ritual involving sculptures, nails and truth telling. Emma works for a nature conservancy. We spoke of grief, grace and some of the the torn heart moments experienced as we have each cared for and lost a parent to Alzheimer’s. Emma and her husband love to spend time in Montana ‘tho this was their first trip to Cliff’s Cabin.
How do I describe the “Christmas feels” when art purchasing becomes a gift exchange? Emma is giddy about the two pieces she will take home from the “Sonnet Series.” I am giddy about the two pieces finding their perfect home.
Always honored and a bit in awe at the spirit connection through expression - the magic spun. Love and truth telling.
The artworks from the “Sonnet Series”can be seen in their entirety on my website (shown here in multiple detail shots).
Monitor Peak
Beauty in high places punctuated by vivid dreamlike moments during the journey shared with Raymond, Momma Nature and happy dogs.
Mother and grandmother moments
Mother and grandmother thoughts have dropped into my days and dreams with a delicate deliberateness similar to the colorful patchwork squares in the blankets they both used to crochet. Connection. Creation. New insight. Simple comfort. A bit of awe.
Details from the sculpture “Grandma Smells Like Roses” - part of a carved fountain series created years (decades?) ago…
Jackson Peak
Momma Nature lifted her heavy grey fire season cloak for a wondrous blue sky adventure day shared with three wonderful girlfriends. A stellar view of the magnetic Tetons (behind me) from the summit of Jackson Peak. A bit of rock climbing and mountain biking garnished a weekend full of friends, wildlife, respite and inspiration.
Waterfall kissed air...
Sunset
Momma Nature showed up in full plumage last night. Pure joy after the smoke cloak she’s worn much of this summer…
Full Blue Moon today.
Did you know there are two different kinds of Blue Moon? Somehow I felt a “Blue Moon-ness” yesterday as Raymond and I drove down the mountain to join friends in a sweatlodge ceremony. I looked it up and discovered the Seasonal Blue moon exists.
Ceremony helps us “remember to remember” as Robin Wall Kimmerer points out in her lovely book “Braiding Sweetgrass.”
Remember to Remember
(I’ve wrapped myself up in those words this weekend)
-image from my newest series-
Caught in a Cornfield
What a gift to witness the vast depth and beauty of this man’s heart. Raymond’s delight and love of people, earth and spirit is an intoxicating elixir. Would you believe this photo was snapped a stone’s throw from the rented porta potties at a gorgeous estate farm wedding venue in Amish country?
Happy "Little Bird"
Only four of these cheeky little beauties left. Inspired by the bird figurines in my Grandmother’s windowsill, the edition will be closed when the last “Little Bird” flies into the palm or onto the windowsill of its forever home.
A Beautiful Break from Forest Fire Smoke-filled Sky
Ross Peak was visible for the first time since we summited it more than two weeks ago. Wildfire smoke recessed enough to view the Bridger Mountains dressed up in bold morning sky when we flew out Thursday morning.
Bison Bench Selfie
My o’l bison bench has become the selfie spot at the Bozeman Yellowstone International Airport. Luckily at 5am there wasn’t a line…
Prayer Flags
Long after their time beneath sky, prayer flags flutter - in my heart, my art and the heavens…
Inspired by Nature(
photo credit goes to Raymond
Momma Nature entices with her endless (climbable) sculptures.