Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Journal - View behind our RV at Mountain Stream RV Park, Marion, NC

Journal - Small sketch inspired by the view this weekend at Mountain Stream RV Park, Marion, NC

Sunday, October 8, 2017

Sketching in northern Finland-Concetta Flore

I have been again to Finland for the Kuusamon Taika editorial project and exhibition, in september. During the week of pretty dull and cold weather, I managed to produce some sketches.
I'm publishing a belated diary on my are some works, all done from life except the ink and gouache reindeer, made
after a sketch..

Saturday, September 23, 2017


Just back from a trip to the Loire valley where I found this beautiful yew tree in the ruins of an old priory, Les Nobis, at Montreuil-Bellay.  Sketched in inktense pencils.

I thought you might like to see the embroidery inspired by the sketch. It was lovely to be able to go back to the tree as I worked to check on details.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Splash and Splatter Rose Hips -- Lin Frye

Journal - With the cooler nights and the fall tinting of the roadsides, I was inspired to try another splash and splatter of my rose hips ...

Sunday, September 3, 2017

On the sand dunes- Concetta Flore

Last July I was on the Tuscan coast, and couldn't resist sketching the mesmerizing shapes of Eryngium maritimum and Euphorbia maritima.
Just for fun I'm posting myself looking like a strange daytime ghost- only to protect myself from blazing sun and strong wind!

Saturday, September 2, 2017

Coloured pebbles- Concetta Flore

Pebbles are lovely. They come from ancient eras, where minerals, melted down by volcanoes, melded into rocks, that were broken by sleet and wind or quakes; they tumbled in the water where , during very long stretches of time, the movement of waves and currents worked at their edges until smoothed in various shapes, and shiny.
I found myself on a multi-colored pebble beach on the Island of Elba, off the Tuscan coast; I sorted out the palette of the different shades and had fun painting them in the hot sun.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Seasons Changing - Lin Frye

Journal - A painting and a poem:  (small painting stapled to typed poem and placed in my journal)

© Lin Frye

Season’s Turning

Newly August and summer’s heat is smothering.
Yet signs of fall surround me:
Wispy waves of goldenrod along roadsides
Dinner plate Sycamore leaves crunching underfoot
Poplar’s shower as foliage rasps through branches
Golden carpets quilting the landscape
Emerald viburnum now turned celery.
Afternoon’s quiet, little birdsong or crickets
Plumes of ornamental grasses
Cattail fuzz, Queen Anne’s Lace, sapphire chicory
Chocolate coneflower seed heads
Sky haze and highway’s scathing shimmer
Unsettled dust of desiccated soil.
There’s a coolness beneath the sizzle, and
Though I wither under the steaminess,
The slow paling of trees and shrubs,
Roadsides and garden plots
Insures the season’s turning
Once more.