Spring is taking its own sweet time, here in Wisconsin. We recently spent 10 days at our Northern home—280 miles North of our Southern home, and were surrounded by mountains of snow where a friend had plowed our driveway all winter. While up North, we had another 2 inches of snow. It was so beautiful that I actually ran out and photographed the tree tops, as if I’d never seen snow before. Meanwhile, I confess I was thinking “Who needs this?”
We left to come “home South” on a Wednesday, and the next day 8 more inches landed in the North. It was a real “WHEW” to get back down here where all but a few patches of white remained on the ground. But it is still COLD/COLD/COLD. So I just dream and paint—flowers, budding trees, and our summer patio with a lounge chair and the ubiquitous pitcher of iced tea.
And waterfalls! The above rendering is my recollection of a spring waterfall that charges downhill on our Northern property. Every year, as winter melts into spring, water rushes down over large boulders. In heavy snow years, the deluge is audible even behind closed windows and doors. This year, when the snow finally begins to budge, the waterfall will be spectacular.
This blog has at least one Northern Wisconsin reader, Diana. So, Diana, is it actually beginning to happen up there? When it does, springtime in the far North is something unforgettable. As I recall, the longer we had to wait the more wonderful it was!
Concerning the above painting on YUPO® paper: I have called it “Shades of Seurat”, because the salt which I sprinkled on wet paint reminds me of pointillism. (See the rocks, mainly on the right side.) That just happened. I had no idea what I was doing—just happily salting the rocks, like I will be salting that leg of lamb which presently resides in our freezer.
But the lamb will also get white pepper, garlic, and curry. Who knows what painted rocks would look like with that combination? And why not try it? At least the painting would smell great! This is how we play!
Margaret L. Been, April 2014