Last year I went to visit my sister in Tucson, AZ. I had never been to the desert before. My first hike was a solo trip into Saguaro National Park on the Sendero Esperanza trail. The terrain seemed extraterrestrial. I meandered from flora to fauna, paying close attention to this new world. I moved slow in the heat. I saw birds fly in and out of holes in giant cacti. Lizards sprinted across the trail. The ground was red, covered with beautiful, sharp rocks. Everything I passed had spikes on its ends. The sun was unavoidable. I enjoyed the desert very much!
Author: rossfelten
Let It Be Forgotten
“Let It Be Forgotten”
by Sarah Teasdale
Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,
Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,
Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
Long and long ago,
As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall
In a long forgotten snow.
Sara Trevor Teasdale was born in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1884. She is the author of Love Songs (The Macmillan Company, 1917), winner of the Columbia University Poetry Society Prize (which later became the Pulitzer Prize for poetry) and the Poetry Society of America Prize. She died in 1933.
Riot
RIOT
14″x17″. Collage on paper.
Currently on view with the Elmhurst Artists Guild Fall Member’s Show
Phantom Limbs
PHANTOM LIMBS
24″x36″ acrylic on stretched canvas. SOLD.
I came across some beautiful sections of a Maple tree lying next to the curb on my way home. I did not know the reason the tree was cut down. Looked like a healthy tree from the parts I examined. I decided to bring a few sections with me to help restore a new purpose to a life put out to pasture. Is a life worth more with years of experience and knowledge it has gained? Anyway, it sucks getting old, and this tree was old. I imagined what these limbs thought of as they lie on the curb next to each other
– all discombobulated and out of order.
MONSTER SLAYER RETURNS!
The adventures of Ava the Monster Slayer are set to continue this fall with the release of “Ava the Monster Slayer in Cousin Power”, published by Sky Pony Press and distributed through Simon & Schuster. For the sequel, Lisa and I decided to follow a comic book style format in hopes that Ava the Monster Slayer can be the gateway that leads young readers deeper into the realm of comic books! With the introduction of Ava’s cousin, Sophia, the girls share the horror and courage of taking their stuffed animals back from the scary woodland monsters that surround them while away at camp. This was another fun project to work on with Lisa! I hope you enjoy!
Uhh Yeah Dude, those are sheep!
Alchemy Audio Pedals
This will be my 3rd year creating a poster for Alchemy Audio’s upcoming event, Gear Swap, this April. They are a local Chicago company that builds, repairs, and modifies electric guitar pedals. Great people to work with and they have an incredible list of clients from Wilco to Lucinda Williams. Check them out at alchemy-audio.com
Bog Swimmers
Inspiration from a real live bog and Henri Matisse’s , ‘Dancers’.
Tyger, Tyger, Burning Bright
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies,
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What the hammer? What the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
When the stars threw down their spears
And water’d heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-William Blake, Songs of Experience 1794
Never Meant To Last
I burned it all because I could not obtain it
Then after seeing what I had done
Wished I did more to save it
“Never Meant To Last”. 24″x36″. Acrylic on canvas.
CHICAGO
CHICAGO
50″x50″. Acrylic on canvas. SOLD.*prints available upon request.
The King & I
“The King & I”. 20″x20″ on wood veneer with paint, charcoal, paper collage.
Let’s storm the castle
the seasons are changing
the wind’s to our backs
there’s no hesitating
Let’s storm the castle
the path is all clear
nothing here lasts
no time for fear
Let’s storm the castle
you must go it alone
my time has passed
We’re all on our own