The Bermuda journey

I've a few hours before I leave Bermuda, yet again. I am packed and ready to go. I have come and gone too many times to count, though I have made it a mission to count when I get home...passport stamps will tell me the exact number of visits to this fair isle. Its colours and texture have been a source of inspiration and a dedication to a purpose since 1986, when I first visited. Bermuda opened my eyes to a new world of colour, texture, form,  and drama of the skies. The turquoise waters enthralled me and my artistic journey began. Many visions repeat themselves and, the expanded new me, on each visit, relishes its connection with my past.

Goodbye bermuda, until we meet again

Open studio

This week is my open studio.
It has been a labour of love ...a few years ago I built my studio, on the foundation of 45 years of making art. This past year I joined my cold water cabin to it....literally. it was lifted from its place in the lowlands of my  property here in Springtown, and transported to its new position, almost ajacent to my studio. Then, a place I call the new room,  was constructed between the two.
Heaven on earth I have created here for myself. It has become a rambling telescoping structure. I have lived in a 14' X 19'space for several years now, and so, just about anything is rambling from my perspective. ....

the north side

The south side

From sticks. ...

always busy