Kristin Peterson: mixed media, collage, painter, artist
Showing posts with label five senses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label five senses. Show all posts

Friday, July 24, 2009

five senses friday


another summer week has past....

hear
i can hear the birds in the trees chirping and chattering this morning. an owl in the old tree next door.
i can hear the heartbreak of my two best friends who had both called yesterday completely distraught- pleading for me to call back. both kid/ parent issues but at the opposite spectrums. one kid/ stupid choice, the other parent/ health....

see
i can see the stillness in our trees this morning. it is very calming, peaceful...

touch
my feet step off the steps and onto the warm cement driveway. i can feel the course grooves of the cement under my feet. the warmth feels good- the morning is actually a little cool.

taste
summer has to be the best- strawberries, blueberries- i can't keep enough in the house. the peaches and nectarines so juicy it drips off your chin- those are the best.

smell
i can smell anticipation of possible change in our air here...discussions of why a move would be good- not a huge move, but, a move is a move; however, the amount of change would be huge...new schools, new friends...alot of work; is the whole lot of work and change worth the change....we have high expectations...it would need to be perfect. so until we figure this out...the smell of anxious, nervous, underlined with excitement at potentials....

Friday, July 3, 2009

five senses friday

see
i can close my eyes and still see all the wonderful colors that Bob Burridge will use to paint- even though i have been home a week now.

smell
i can still smell all that excitement in the air of 26 artists there to learn and watch Bob paint. and some very talented people in the student chairs....

hear
when Bob was lecturing- what great interaction from the group....i can hear the laughter. and when we would be painting...you could hear the music in the background, and the brushes and fingers painting.

taste
i could taste the anticipation of another day- hardly able to wait to learn some more; not able to sleep because i was so excited to learn more....

touch
i discovered i love to paint with my fingers (image that...). i would dab before, but, now, i really love to just paint with them. i love the feel of the paint on my fingers- i love the way that i can still be picking those beautiful colors off of my fingers hours, and hours later...and still see traces of those colors.

i have been home for a week- but, i wanted to make sure and capture what and how i felt that week of painting. i can't explain or tell you enough- inspirational.

happy 4th