Sculptures as Expression of Soul Life
April 2, 2015
“These statues were like myself full of a thought, for ever about to burst forth as a bud, yet silent in the same attitude. Give me to live the soul-life they express.”
— from The Story of My Heart by Richard Jeffries with commentary by Brooke Williams and Terry Tempest Williams
” . . . wherever there is a beautiful statue there is a place of pilgrimage.”
— from The Story of My Heart by Richard Jeffries with commentary by Brooke Williams and Terry Tempest Williams
While in Colorado, my brother and sister-in-law took me to the Benson Sculpture Park in Loveland, Colorado. This amazing outdoor sculpture garden showcases well over a hundred pieces, many realistic, but some abstract and some quite whimsical. It was a lovely place to stroll and quietly marvel at art. Here are a few more photos:
Watercolor Sketches from My Colorado Trip
September 14, 2011
I didn’t have much down time during my trip to Colorado this summer, but since I’ve been home, I’ve been able to do a few watercolors sketches in my Moleskin sketchbook. I thought I’d share them with you:
Wheat Harvest
August 21, 2011
A Dakota Wheat Field
by Hamlin Garland
Broad as the feckless, soaring sky
Mysterious, fair as the moon-led sea
The vast plain flames on the dazzled eye
Under the fierce sun’s alchemy.
The slow hawk stoops
To his prey in the deeps;
The sunflower droops
To the lazy wave; the wind sleeps.
Then all in dazzling links and loops,
A riot of shadow and shine,
A glory of olive and amber and wine,
To the westering sun the colors run
Through the deeps of the ripening wheat.
Sweet Corn Season
August 20, 2011
Colorado Road Trip (13): Revelatory Ruins
August 19, 2011
“Ruins, like old farm equipment in my neighbor’s pasture, show us that something remains of beauty in a thing when its function has departed. Soul is then revealed . . .”
— Thomas Moore, Care of the Soul
Colorado Road Trip (12): A Celebration of Wildlife
August 17, 2011
And here are some photos of wildlife sightings during my Colorado road trip:
Colorado Road Trip (11): A Celebration of Wildflowers
August 16, 2011
I know that several readers out there are gardeners, and this post is for them! Here are some more photographs of Colorado’s abundant wildflowers:
Flower in the Crannied Wall
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand.
Little flower — but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
Colorado Road Trip (10): Maroon Bells Wilderness Area
August 15, 2011
We spent the final night of our Colorado road trip camping in the Maroon Bells Wilderness Area just outside of Aspen. It was perhaps the most beautiful campsite I’ve ever stayed at. The blooming wildflowers, majestic mountain peaks, and changing sky provided scenic views in every direction.
Colorado Road Trip (9): After Thunder
August 14, 2011
I found the skies of Colorado to be dramatic and atmospheric. They were such a contrast to the skies of my hometown, Seattle, where thick gray clouds roll in like a blanket, unchanging for days on end. Our Colorado mornings typically started out clear. Then white, puffy clouds would arrive like a pleasant flock of lambs. By afternoon, we would often see storm clouds in the distance; sometimes lightening would flash or the clouds would burst in a release of rain. Occasionally we were caught in a rain shower — heavy, but relatively brief. I found the weather exhilarating.
After Thunder
by Timothy Murphy
Storm, thunder no more.
Arroyos, dowse your roar.
Rubber rabbitbush,
Antelope bitterbrush,
Mormon tea, saxifrage
and Great Basin sages,
sweeten the sorrel plain.
No passion without pain
nor blossoms without rain.
Colorado Road Trip (8): Mountains Red and Otherwise
August 13, 2011
” . . . mountains. They stand behind every view, like a mother offering a blanket in which to wrap everyday life and shelter it from useless dreads.”
— Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna
Colorado is practically synonymous with the Rocky Mountains. I thought that the most beautiful stretch of mountains was along the Million-Dollar Highway between Silverton and Ouray. We didn’t take the time to hike here, but the views from the road were glorious, especially near Red Mountain Pass.
“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off you like falling leaves.”
— John Muir, Nature Writings