Now that we have reached the threshold of spring, the fair edge of winter, I am finally looking back over the art which had made up my creative moments this winter. Over the cold months I have once again found my artwork capturing the spirit of a Botanical Winter. From our windows on the woods, i I can see the winter grasses. Night and day they endure the frozen temperatures, winds and ice. They did not just endure but they do it with grace and beauty.
My themes this winter have revolved around the grasses and seeds of winter. They have such abundance and so many levels and interpretations. They are lovely. yet ignored.
They are trodden under foot and yet they are an integral part of our universe.
They are apart of the great dance of life. Our natural world revolves around the silent work of seeds and grasses.