Early morning sun.
Workers bent over their crops-
No time to look up.
Workers bent over their crops-
No time to look up.
| Cindy P Gates: Paper and Glass |
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Hiding my mistakes No matter the layers laid, The red sky peeks through.  Brushes in the sea Anticipating day break- Paint more, paint more, Sun.  When words hide in sage, A red-winged blackbird flies by- Nothing else matters.  Down by the pilings Pulsing cinema on stage- Moon jelly soiree  Light peeks in and blinks Between shards of broken glass- Illumination.  Gray fog bank recedes Smoke and haze glaze the sky- Rosy yellow blush.  Oh, I miss those days Blue skies, radiant sunsets Before I see the moon.  Past the horizon Search for beauty in the muck- Children laughing, please.  Ocean blue tableau Devoured by golden yarrow- Feast for rods and cones.  Thunder overhead Trays of ice cubes pound the roof- Summer...stay away!  That angle, a spark Golden light o'er silver seas Mixed metal magic.  Mix of clouds and fog Whisping, whisping April skies- Gauzy scene stealers  Chaos all around Switch reverberates in flux- Seasons flip on Earth?  Waves crawl in and out Chased by flocks of sanderlings- Sunset hypnosis  New project with my 72 friends. Thirty six pieces in a year. I am using acrylics on 12 x 12 canvas and local sand to add texture. No more finger painting. Instead, I am scraping horizontal bands of paint and sand a la Gerhard Richter. Keep a lookout for a new artist in the group, Denise Coleman. She, Susan Wilder, and I went to grad school together in Long Beach (scientific illustration). Here we are reunited a gazillion years later on the 72/36 page! 1/36 Blow in the tempest Chase away the golden sky- Futile victory.  Super blue blood moon. What a way to end the trek. Banner in the sky.  Party goin' on Inside the flowering quince- Pygmy nuthatch prom.  Cormorants and whales Relish the cold, soft water- One white egret hides.  Thirty foot monsters Churning, crashing, slamming shore- Fools! Stay off the rocks!  A red sky warning West-northwest thirty foot swells- Green light Mavericks!  Three leaves, yellow buds Oxalis sprouts after rain- Looks deceive. Despised.  Beneath the wind bred waves Gray whales swim south to bear calves Tails slap out hello.  |
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