Up on the Roof

Heard these lyrics while painting this last night. Love when the act of artmaking provides the words and messages I most need.

When this old world starts getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space
On the roof, it’s peaceful as can be
And there the world below can’t bother me
Let me tell you now

When I come home feelin’ tired and beat
I go up where the air is fresh and sweet (up on the roof)
I get away from the hustling crowd
And all that rat-race noise down in the street (up on the roof)
On the roof, the only place I know
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Let’s go up on the roof (up on the roof)

At night the stars put on a show for free
And, darling, you can share it all with me
I keep a-tellin’ you
Right smack dab in the middle of town
I’ve found a paradise that’s trouble proof (up on the roof)
And if this world starts getting you down
There’s room enough for two
Up on the roof (up on the roof)
Up on the roo-oo-oof (up on the roof)
Oh, come on, baby (up on the roof)
Oh, come on, honey (up on the roof)
Everything is all right (up on the roof)

-Written by Gerry Goffin and Carole King 

Waiting for the Ship to Come In

There’s an old family photo circa 1929 or so that I used to love looking at when I was growing up–family members waiting at the dock for a ship to come in.

I found myself thinking about the photo a lot in recent months and after reaching out to my cousin was able to see the photo again after many years. The photo still captivates me. In some ways more than ever.

The photo became inspiration for a new piece of artwork made in procreate on my iPad.

One never knows where inspiration will come from!

Available as a card on Zazzle

Nestled

Trees and houses make frequent appearances in my artwork. I especially find doors and windows showing up when I least expect.

I like to think of them as openings and welcomings. They’re comforting and one of the things I love most about artmaking.

Larger Than Life

So much is larger than life.

The expression and metaphor, “Larger than life” came to me today as I was working on this painting.

I know a lot of things can feel, and are—larger than life. In this case, I can’t say that I know or exactly connect with WHAT is larger than life here in this moment. 

But, just to say—so much is larger than life, every day.
And, in so many ways. 

Put expression in your eyes

“Show some emotion
Put expression in your eyes
Light up if you’re feeling happy
But if it’s bad then let those tears roll down”
~Joan Armatrading

A walk on the first day of spring
bubbling in memories
excited over coming out of the pandemic
feeling loads of emotions
and the sweet reminder of Joan Armatrading to “put expression in your eyes.”

I Heard It In the Wind Last Night

It seems like many dim years ago
Since I heard that face to face
Though tonight I can feel you here

I heard it in the wind last night
It sounded like applause
Did you get a round resounding for you
Way up here
It seems like many dim years ago
Since I heard that face to face
Though tonight I can feel you here


Painting inspired on a recent walk (by a captivating tree trunk) and lyrics by Joni Mitchell, For the Roses.

Space Oddity

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world

Minutes after finishing this painting I was perplexed. What is it?

Hours later, I still wondered what it had been doing floating around in my head. My hand. My brush strokes.

Then as if someone had just selected a song on an old jukebox, the lyrics to David Bowie’s song, Space Oddity started to fill my head.

I’ve got to admit, it’s a bit odd. And, a little amusing.


Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven, six)
Commencing countdown, engines on (five, four, three)
Check ignition and may God’s love be with you (two, one, liftoff)

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare
“This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do

Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you “Here am I floating ’round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do