Birthday by clinock. 16 x 20”. Acrylic and modelling paste on Masonite. 2012.
Process – As for “In the Face of Dreams”, two posts ago.
Painted around the time of my birthday in July – a celebration that I am still here and able to look myself, eye to eye, in the mirror each new day – some angst at the rapid river of time, the ebb and flow of life’s ocean – keeping my head above the dark waters – swimming, emerging, baptized anew and amazed at the wonders of friends and beauty and daily magic in unexpected places.
My retreat to the Gulf Islands was short but invigorating – the city soon falls away when the senses are awakened by the smells of beaches, ocean, tree sap and grasses – when the night, unimpeded by city lights, reveals stars like jewels, meteors falling like angels and the dance of moonlight on the sea – when walking is a meditation, each step bringing more wonders into sight and sound – when sleep is deep, unimpeded by sirens. And the glorious coastal light filling me with hope and inspiration…
“And light has no weight, / Yet one is lifted on its flood, /Swept high, /Running up white-golden light-shafts, /As if one were as weightless as light itself – /All gold and white and light.” (Lawren Harris)