The art and musings of Illinois artist C.C. Godar. Paintings, photos & ponderings...
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Fresh
IT DOESN'T GET
MUCH FRESHER THAN THIS!
I
used to visit and revisit it a dozen times a day,
and stand in deep
contemplation
over my vegetable progeny with a love
that nobody could
share or conceive of
who had never taken part in the process of
creation.
It was one of the most bewitching sights in the world
to
observe a hill of beans thrusting aside the soil,
or a rose of early
peas just peeping forth
sufficiently to trace a line of delicate green.
~Nathaniel Hawthorne, Mosses from an Old Manse
Friday, May 25, 2012
A Tisket - A Tasket
I took this photo of my husband last night and roared with laughter when I got back into the house and saw it on my computer.
I was sitting, unnoticed, in the shade as my husband walked from the house out to the garden. I took nine shots of him as he came across the yard. Suddenly he saw me and grinned in surprise in this, my next to the last, shot.
At first glance, it looks like he's happily carrying a white basket out to the garden. But look closer. The basket is actually sitting on the table and his arm, swinging forward as he walked, intersected with it at just the right split second to make it look like he was carrying it. We laughed our butts off when we saw the picture, but he'd probably kick my butt into the next county if he knew I'd put the photo on my blog!
I was sitting, unnoticed, in the shade as my husband walked from the house out to the garden. I took nine shots of him as he came across the yard. Suddenly he saw me and grinned in surprise in this, my next to the last, shot.
At first glance, it looks like he's happily carrying a white basket out to the garden. But look closer. The basket is actually sitting on the table and his arm, swinging forward as he walked, intersected with it at just the right split second to make it look like he was carrying it. We laughed our butts off when we saw the picture, but he'd probably kick my butt into the next county if he knew I'd put the photo on my blog!
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Be Who You Are...
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Mystery Flower
I wish I knew what this flower is called.
It's grown in a large clump, volunteer,
all the years we've lived here.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Keep on Digging, Mom
Many things come to mind when you stop to realize this is
Underground America Day. Actually, it’s all about eco-friendly, earth-sheltered
architecture. The holiday was founded by architect Malcolm Wells on this day in
1974. His homes and buildings were often burrowed into hillsides and designed to
harness the alternative energies of solar and geothermal. You can even garden on their
roofs.
(I wonder how underground houses built in 1974 have stood the test of
time? Here in Tornado Alley, I wouldn't mind living underground.)
So to celebrate,
I’m going to head on out
to the garden
right now
and burrow into the earth!
Maybe stomp a few mole tunnels
on my way out there!
Oh, here's a picture...
from the Mother's Day cook-out yesterday evening.
A perfectly beautiful day.
That's the garden in the background.
Thank you for the wonderful wine sampling, Weezer!
Kids, glad you could be here!
Husband, thanks for the good,
down-home, outdoor campfire cooking!
And Dog... leave the bees alone!
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Imagine Many Things
This dear little person is an example of the unique creativity of my artist friend, Deea.
Creative
people are curious,
flexible, persistent, and independent
with a
tremendous spirit of adventure
and a love of play.
~Henri Matisse~
Friday, May 11, 2012
Vinnie
My friend Kathy Hall creates these adorable cartoon characters, besides her awesome dolls. This is "Vinnie," who works in a carnival.
"What?" "Where?" "Why?"
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Good News!
CC's Gallery of Amazing Artist Friends
NEW FEATURE: My Private Gallery of artwork by friends and other artists.
A group of us from the Eclectic Gallery and Art Co-op used to meet for Artist's Way twice a month. At one point we decided to each make a piece of work for everybody else in the group. I've kept my wonderful memories of these friends and the good times we had together in this binder with the cover designed by yours truly.
[Artist Friends: I'm only identifying you by your first names, unless you let me know you'd like your full name featured.]
A group of us from the Eclectic Gallery and Art Co-op used to meet for Artist's Way twice a month. At one point we decided to each make a piece of work for everybody else in the group. I've kept my wonderful memories of these friends and the good times we had together in this binder with the cover designed by yours truly.
[Artist Friends: I'm only identifying you by your first names, unless you let me know you'd like your full name featured.]
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Survivors of Winter
I can't believe these tiny, forgotten Dusty Millers survived winter, but now they're actually taking off!
Success seems to be largely a matter
of hanging on after others have let go.
~William Feather~
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Peaceful Rest
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
The Kiss of the Sun...
The kiss of the sun for pardon,
The song of the birds for mirth,
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
~Dorothy Frances Gurney
The song of the birds for mirth,
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
~Dorothy Frances Gurney
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