I love watching wyeth play. his favorite thing is to pick up sand and watch it fall between his fingers. we have so much to learn from watching little people. so much to learn that we’ve forgotten.
from our trip to santa fe a couple weeks ago. gold pants and dusty pink sweater from @lepetitgermain
Starting a new painting. a painting i’ve been dreaming and writing about for three years. a painting i started nine months ago, got halfway through, and then had to stop making because the linen was warped in a way that couldn’t be fixed. then i ordered six more rolls of linen and they were all warped. sometimes it’s hard to make or do something you know you want to do just because it’s taken you so long to actually do it. because there’s so much internal and external resistance. because you had to fight so hard just to get to a place where you can even start. anyway. not hesitating any more but starting something new
That moment between day and night when the sky turns the color of sand and the earth turns the color of the sky and you’re not sure if heaven is above you in the moon that looks like a star or all around you or within you
it’s kind of like when your baby isn’t really a baby anymore but also isn’t really a boy yet either and wants to run down the sand dune all by himself but then gets tired and wants to be carried by his dada and you can’t really believe he used to live in your belly
Our little family at white sands last week under the full wolf moon.
a friend reminded me yesterday that my posts don’t always tell the full story of how we got there. it’s a weird tension, knowing how much to share on the internets. wyeth doesn’t sleep well in the car and on this drive spent several hours crying. we packed toys and his favorite snacks and left right before his naptime and bedtime but he still cried a lot of the 8 hour drive. it was awful. i held his hand until my arms fell asleep trying to comfort him. we’re not usually cry it out people but every once in a while a trip to a place like this and the joy of being there all together is worth the tears. at least that’s how i feel in retrospect. 🤦🏼♀️💆🏼♀️ the hardest thing for me about being a mom is the tension between the baby schedule and my desire to get into the car and drive to places that make me feel like myself. most of the time i stick to the schedule that’s best for the baby. but sometimes we need to drive, for my own sense of freedom and joy.
The back of a horse will always be my favorite place to photograph. watched the sunset and moonrise in abiquiu last night and felt truly alive. thankful for kindred spirit @palominocimino who took this photograph of me. if you don’t know her work already you should. her love of horses, women, land is a rare and beautiful thing.
Between my artist residency in joshua tree and painting the mural this fall it's literally been months since i last painted in my studio. it felt good to be back today, to return to old dreams and revisit reoccurring visions. my eyes are changing.
Yesterday it was announced that bears ears will be eliminated by 90%. the land will then be opened to oil drilling and uranium mining. i've been visiting these lands since i was a baby and much of my work is inspired by the colors of the rock in these canyons. the native american rights fund is suing the president on behalf of the tribes and future generations. i am auctioning this photograph of bears ears from last spring with 100% going to the narf to fight for the protection of these lands. i urge you to give whatever you can to protect these sacred landscapes. once they are gone there is no going back. for more information follow @protectbearsears and @patagonia
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Because everyone is different and everyone is beautiful
today is the last day you can order a print and have it arrive before christmas! to see a full list of my available prints, including this one, click the link in my profile
14 x 20"
watercolor on cotton
I have a very narrow time window where wyeth and i can wear matching outfits before he figures out how deeply uncool this is. milking it until then. thank you @lepetitgermain for making my mama baby matchy matchy sweater dreams come true! also is it just me or did wyeth really grow another inch since i posted that photo of him a week ago?! slow down baby 😩
on a different note, wow thank you guys for all your interest in the paint pigment workshop! will announce a date soon - stay tuned 🌝
Since many of you have asked, this tuesday december 5th is the last day you can order a print that will arrive before christmas 🎄
detail of "white sands" - for more info on prints click the link in my profile 🌝