Port of Guanta
Estado Anzoategui, VENEZUELA
I lived here for a few weeks a little more than a couple of decades ago.
It was wide open and amazing...
"GUANTA"
• watercolor, wax, ricepaper, quilted • 72"H x 72"W • Lisa Rivas © 1984
The Port of Guanta is a well protected port with calm waters due to the configuration of the coast.
...or between the grass and the soil,
the "robin" finds his hearty meal ticket.
Its diet consists of invertebrates,
such as grubs, caterpillars and grasshoppers.
Then fruits and berries during the cold months.
"Heartfelt"
• digital mixed with original printed on ricepaper and mounted on canvas • 10" x 10"
Lisa Rivas © 2007
...and so I chased after this little robin all over the front yard.
Then over to the neighbors yard...
...saw a dog! swiftly back to my place,
up the steps,
over to the ledge... and then it took a leap to fly!
Today this little robin flies around and will hop right on up to me...
Here is the nest under the eves of my front porch.
Upon peering over the baby robins to take a peek at them,
one of the chicks peeping out...
...jumped out of the nest when I took it's picture!
Oh dear!!! More tomorrow...
There is only one pretty child in the world, and every "mother" has it.
Chinese Proverb
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A mother who is really a mother is never free. Honore de Balzac
I am using my weekly post of a "BOTANICA"
for this weeks topic of Illustration Friday which is "SEED"
I had been working on a new image "for seed",
but it got so complex and convoluted that it started to choke!
Creativity can not be rushed nor forced, it needs to evolve...
and...
I need a breath of fresh air...
"BREATH"
• digital mixed with original printed on ricepaper and mounted on canvas • 10" x 10"
Lisa Rivas © 2007
In the creative process the jot of a dot is usually the first and primal action.
Bubbles, pollen, seeds, are variations on the jotting of dots compulsion...
And the sun is one JOT of a DOT.
"Dot Jots"
• archival pigment print on 100% rag paper • size variable
Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.
Albert Einstein
Upon pausing and observing the resilience and beauty
of a simple branch or of a delicate flower
nature shows us how compliant, obsequious and lithe it is.
Most branches bend readily without breaking,
nor do they become deformed or ugly.
Learn the wisdom of compromise, for it is better to bend a little than to break. Jane Wells
"Flowering"
• digital mixed with original printed on ricepaper and mounted on canvas • 10" x 10"
Lisa Rivas © 2007
Nature has a funny way of breaking what does not bend.
The appearance of a robin is considered a harbinger of spring.
It is among the first birds to sing at dawn, and its song consists of several discrete units that sound like "Cheerily, cheer up, cheer up, cheerily, cheer up"!
Another wonderful song bird is the Yellow Warbler and it's song is a rapid musical
"Sweet-sweet-sweet-I'm-so-sweet."
(web-eStamp) "Robin Redbreast" and "Yellow Warblers"
• archival pigment print on 100% rag paper • Lisa Rivas © 2008
The common alarm call for song birds is a musical "chip."
“Age imprints more "wrinkles" in the mind than it does on the face.”
Michel de Montaigne (french philosopher - writer 1533-1592)
"Imprints"
Casein and colored pencil on linen • 5" x 5" • Lisa Rivas © 2008
Please don't retouch my wrinkles. It took me so long to earn them. Anna Magnani
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