Sunday, April 22, 2007

Peace, Love & Woodstock

A photo I took last evening while my husband & I enjoyed the near dusk by our pond....a beautiful spring evening that all the money in the world can't buy....

I consider myself very fortunate to live in the Hudson Valley, at the foothills of the Catskill Mountains, right up against the Shawangunk Ridge (documented as some of the most unique terrain in the world), and within an hour's train ride of Manhattan.

Yesterday my husband and I ventured just north of us to Woodstock. Yes, the same Woodstock of the festival fame (although that was really held in Bethel), Bob Dylan & The Band (Levon still holds concerts in his barn - which we will be attending next month.....hoooray!!!), The Woodstock School of Art, the Ashokan Resevoir, and the home of various famous - near famous - and should be famous artists. There is a tremendous crafts gallery there that carries some of my work. Over the years we have gotten to know Mary & Rudy - wonderfully gracious people whose gallery, set in the woods on 25 acres of land, in addition to being a top notch venue displaying some very impressive artisan's work has also become a gathering place for some laughs, a glass of wine & good conversation.

Mary and I had a lengthy conversation about passion and obsession in regards to art work. She is a jewelry maker extraordinaire but her real passion is oil painting. To listen to her yesterday describe some of the techniques she is using and how she creates some of her realistic paintings was a joy. We talked about the compulsion to keep working on an art piece for hours on end...while Rudy & Steve commisserated about missed meals, undone chores of daily living and being art widows.

It takes special, selfless people to support and live with us creative souls. Peace, love and Woodstock indeed.......

1 comment:

BLUEYEDUCKstudios said...

"Art Widows" (and widower's I'm sure)

ha ha - makes me laugh - it's so true

My poor hubby was commenting that I may be "excessive" as he strolled past my piles of bins filled with piles of art supplies....

"Excessive" is such an excessive word! He said it with a half a smile, so I know it's all okay - he shakes his head and walks by me mumbling "such an artist..."

ahhh - we are blessed indeed :)

joy in the journey,
inside the excessive Blueyeduck Studios