Welcome to the rain,

that fell before this blue sky of morning.

Welcome to the rain,

that filled the bird bath and delighted the birds.

That made the yellow more yellow,

and the rivers flow.

Welcome to the rain

that made puddles and reflections, and softened every stone.

that sent the leaves falling...

and each bird a song.

The rains have finally come to my riverlands. And with the rains comes a refreshed spirit and gratitude.
The last time I made a post for my blog, I mentioned that I was starting an on-line "The Thread That Weaves" workshop, (my first one!)
Well, now we are into our third week and I have learned so many things about videos... making them and editing, sound and lighting, cropping, adding text, voice overs, adding stills, timing...and so much more.
But the most important thing that I have learned is that when a group of artists join together there is magic, even if they live across the world from eachother.
If you would like to see some of my student's creations, here is the flickr site where we share our work:
The Thread That Weaves On-line Workshop
and here are their names and links to their blogs...
Kim, Jacky, Nat, Tami, Seth, (and Coral who does not have a blog yet!)
To finish this post I would like to share these words from lovely Chris who's blog always brings a smile to my face. Here is her answer to my question, What is the thread that weaves through your art?
If there is A thread that weaves through my work, that thread would be: change.
This is easy to say and sound flip about, but it really does imbue much of my work, when it Works. When I approach a work I try always for something new, something even I don't envision yet. I like for the work to evolve on its own.
It's been a too regular instance in my travels that when I become rushed to complete something, whether because of a deadline or to make time for 'something else', I've created something I feel is not worthy of my desire to truly bring something different into being (even if it isn't pretty). I often try to avoid including vintage images or objects, although I love that treatment in others' work. I rarely use stampings or unaltered images anymore.
The most heartfelt work I do involves allowing the paint, the paper, the media, and my hands and eyes, to make something completely new. It can be frustrating, as it rarely 'looks acceptable' among the contemporary work I appreciate. But, it's all me and it's as honest as I can make it. If it looks unfamiliar and makes me slightly uncomfortable in its newness, then I feel it's all mine. Odd, I know!