Will Spring Actually Arrive?

"Spring Promise"
14" x 10" Oil on Canvas
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Bagatelle:

I'll say the obvious: this is not people not the hands that I alluded to a few days ago. That will have to wait because I got bogged down. For now, it's about the advent of Spring.

We believe in feeding the birds, so regardless of the economical meltdown, the bird feeder stays filled. And this time of year I spend a lot of time looking out our kitchen window, keeping an eye on who's making an appearance.

One of our earliest and most devoted visitors is the red-bellied woodpecker. His name makes no sense at all--it's his head that's red, not his belly. But that's what Peterson's calls him. And because he's getting more and more of my attention these days, I decided to paint him.

Meanderings:

Artists get accused of having this thing called a muse. That's the inner voice that steers our ideas and heads us down roads, sometimes familiar and sometimes totally unexplored. That's one reason we keep at it--we're curious about what we're going to find.

In my beginning journey of looking at people relating to one another, I've discovered I've entered into uncharted waters requiring lots of study. When this happens, it's a good idea for me to keep at least two themes going at once.

I'll blog more about what I'm discovering as the journey unfolds, meanwhile with the promise of Spring's arrival, you can guess what my accompanying theme is becoming.