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November 2009 
The Blue Lady (Painting)
Doug
So finally The Blue Lady. And I know so long in the making but at first I thought I just needed to look locally for her and yes right in Moss Beach there is the blue lady. A mistress once and then an untimely death and it is said she hangs about Moss Beach still but I don't think so because she now knows she is not limited by either time or space and she no longer needs to be someone's lover because she is love itself. And this was only a beginning for me for next I was at a vast inland sea in Pennsylvania right on the south side of a mountain leading into Poe Valley and I avoided the road by the sea where trucks were washed right out into the surf. In my beat up VW we went right up the winding road up over the mountain into Poe Valley with it's lake and river.
I have a friend near here with a warm heart and a cold nose that swears she has not been here. But I know it was she in her silver gown so humbly riding with me that day and it was she who said I could keep my horses here. And the fisherman by the rivers edge has not spoken yet and the raven in the top of the pine tree entangled in fishing line has not been set free by me, yet. But I'm getting bolder and I'm ready to ask the fisherman "why are you here" and I'm ready to climb that tree to cut that line that ensnares the raven spirit that is me. And the Blue Lady is love and she is in love with me and I have fallen deeply.
Watercolor on braced Clayboard panel 24 X 36"
Access: Public
Aaahhh. I inhale deeply the scent of the sea and I gasp at ravens power, you are free my friend! You are flying high amongst the clouds and in your world a peaceul magic fills the air with this one. Thank you for sharing!
Hi Deb!
Thank you! Yes, it's true and I almost didn't see it because up until now my flight has been over dry lands and today I sailed over the shores of Ano Nuevo where the stones tell the story of the very first day the black satin sheet was splattered with stars.
My dear, I get absolutely lost in your words and images sometimes…like wind and velvet and gardenias and classic jazz…like ultimate chocolate…like river language.
You rule and I love you.
Hi Kat, I love you too and Thank you!
I like it. I like the story too. A true Gemini story teller. COngrats on completing a painting.
Wow! I still can't believe that you can create this magic with watercolor! Freaking outstanding. Now I am Inspired…again…sorry gotta go paint now…must paint!
Love to you,
Heather
Thank you Anna and sometimes I think that they are never really completed because nothing really is but I am listening when something tells me to stop and I exhale until the next falling into.
Hey there Heather girl!
Yeah I know you’re tough and beat up boys on the 3rd grade playground. Hey, I know, I was there, but I stayed out of the way and got into line when the bell rang unless I was playing with matches at the bus stop and had to go see the principle lady. And you see where this is going right?
I’m glad because I’m clueless!
Thank you love!
This is a beautiful painting!