Just outside the Barn studio stand these gorgeous, straight and regal long needled pine trees. They remind me of my South Carolina roots. As a child, whenever I returned to Florence, SC to see grandparents and cousins, the sight of sandy soil and pine trees, reminded me we were getting close to my birth place and some of my earliest memories. Nostalgia had already set in on my drive down from Greenville, SC the day before.
Of course I could not resist collecting a branch or two to take into the studio as a constant reminder of their beauty, grace, color, texture and fragrance...even the elegant line quality was exciting!
As always, I start with clay sketches or meditation bowls, often with natural materials pressed into the surface. This was just the beginning....
A view at day's end of the watery and textural environment that encompasses Spring Island.
Home for the evening and a view of the moon and a lone stare were made special by the darkness of the island. Only a few lights glitter in the distance across the horse pastures near my cottage and the barn.