A quick watercolor sketch.
Archive for October, 2007
Turkish Urn with Hydrangeas
Posted in A Day in the Life, tagged Hydrangeas, Katrina Small, Painting, Sketch, Turkish Urn, Watercolor on October 29, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Uniquely Programmed Individual
Posted in Spirit, tagged advaita Yoga, body mind organism, non-dual, Ramesh Balsekar on October 24, 2007 | 1 Comment »
“It is the ego who considers himself the doer…there is the programmed body-mind instrument, and there is an ego. And one of the worst confusions is in this area. When the eyes sees something, when the eyes read something, ears hear something, the nose smells something, then there is a reaction….the reaction that happens, happens [...]
Father Bede Griffiths: Incidents which Love can use to redeem itself
Posted in Spirit, tagged Father Bede Griffiths, love, surrender on October 24, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
After a stroke, and when he thought he might die, Father Bede Griffiths said, “I felt a need to surrender, and it was interesting, surrender to the Mother. It came very clearly, surrender to the Mother. And I made this act of surrender, and a kind of wave of love overwhelmed me…”, and he then said “I’m being overwhelmed with [...]
Love your enemies, and pray for those who persecute you
Posted in Spirit, tagged Christ, Jesus, Love you neighbor, Love your enemies, non-violence on October 24, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Matthew 5:43-48: You have heard that it was said, “You shall love your neighbor, and hate your enemy.” But I say to you, love your enemies, and pray for those who persecute you in order that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven; for He causes His sun to rise on [...]
Thomas Merton, “I shall dissappear now.”
Posted in Spirit, tagged Compassion, Dalai Lama, thomas merton on October 24, 2007 | 4 Comments »
In the late 1960’s, drawn to the wisdom of the East, Thomas Merton made a pilgrimage to meet the Dalia Lama. They forged a deep spiritual bond and made plans to bring the worlds of East and West together in compassion. Three weeks later, in Bangkok, Thomas Merton was accidentally electrocuted. The last thing he said was, “I shall [...]
View from Rosso & Bianco Winery
Posted in Art Work, tagged Katrina Small, landscape, monday morning painters, pastel paintings, Plein Air Painting, Rosso & Bianco Winery, vineyard on October 21, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Today I attend an art reception hosted by Trentadue Winery where I have a painting entered titled “View from Rosso & Bianco Winery”. It is a pastel I painted on site in 2006. The painting is in the company of several other plein air painter’s work from the Monday Morning Painters group here in Sonoma County.
Sketchbooking
Posted in A Day in the Life, tagged art, Katrina Small, Richard McDaniel, sketchbook journal, susan cornelis on October 16, 2007 | 2 Comments »
I see a sun, but I also see a beetle hitching a ride on a snaggle-toothed old hag cricket. (!)
I helped Richard McDaniel keep his studio during ArTrails. Before the crowds arrived, I had an opportunity to do a very quick watercolor sketch. As Susan’ Cornelis does on her blog, I also ask you the viewer, [...]
John Howard Griffin, Thomas Merton and the house in Mansfield
Posted in A Day in the Life, tagged black like me, john howard griffin, Katrina Small, mansfield, phil freeman, sketches, Texas, thomas merton on October 14, 2007 | 22 Comments »
My first husband Phil and I, before we were married, moved into this little house in Mansfield, Texas. It was 1971 or ’72; I was 19 and he was 21. A friend named Obie had found it first and went there to rent it, but for some reason it was not right for him. However, he came [...]
Check out Steve Martile
Posted in A Day in the Life on October 9, 2007 | 3 Comments »
I found Steve Martile, whose blog is called Personal Development Made Simple. His address is posted in my blogroll, so check him out. Good stuff, Steve! I encourage everyone to visit his site.
A Blustery October Day
Posted in Art Work, tagged autumn, poem on October 3, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Happy autumn!
The wind gods open my unlatched front door
to let themselves in.
I walk over to greet them and notice the leaves
scurrying down the street, each one trying
to out run the other in a frantic race
to escape some unseen force bent
on catching up with them.
© Katrina Small
