He was not happy with my audience, but he performed anyway. They say busy squirrels in Fall means a long, cold winter, but for all you Mayan calendar watchers out there, get a clue from Mr. Squirrel. He knows to get prepared for something, but he would not bother if he wasn't going to still be here in Spring.
I finally got myself back to painting, these are from the last month,
The two landscapes are Cascade Lake and near Cascade Lake from reference taken on the same day, believe it or not. Just goes to show you how fast the landscape and the weather can change around here. Cascade Lake did not really turn out as I envisioned, and it did not photograph well. The flowers are Catalpa flowers on my street tree in June, I am happiest with that painting.
I feel on the edge of something, as I have this entire year, with the feeling getting progressively worse, like I am supposed to be getting ready for massive change, but I have no idea what that means. My astrology and my Tarot card readings agree with the idea of great change, but they predict psychic change, a destruction of old views, old ideas, an old persona, so that something new can emerge like a Phoenix from the ashes or transforming like the swan.
(Illustration by Lady Frieda Harris for Aleister Crowley's Thoth Tarot Deck, 1938 to 1942.)
The purpose of this blog has run it's course and I have been struggling to keep it up this year. I was hoping for a good ending, but I guess the adventure always continues and there really isn't one. I figure we are on the edge of economic collapse, and I am now uncomfortable with the idea that everything I write here is being stored for current or future use against me. Now I am in "wait and see" mode. Maybe I will pick up again next year with a new theme, or maybe next year we will live in a world that does not need blogs.
Fear Not,
What is not real, never was and never will be.
What is real always was and cannot be destroyed.
- Bhagavad Gita
Beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing, there's a field. I'll meet you there.
- Jalal al-Din Rumi, 13th Century poet and mystic
