Change of Seasons/ dVerse

You ask about the change of seasons.  Yes, on most days, the sun is just as hot as it was before, sometimes even feels hotter on my skin, but there is a change in the mornings and evenings…the temperature is cooler.  An extra blanket is needed at night.  The colors are brighter, the sky bluer, the most glorious time of the year.  The markets are filled with fall produce.  And I think, the color orange begins to appear everywhere, on mountain sides as the trees don their new fall apparel.  Pumpkins stacked by the roadside.  The sunsets a brilliant orange.  I am not sure about the scientific explanation of why this is so.  But I am sure it has to do with the sun and the moon, the stars in the sky, our path around the sun, and every heart that beats.

I am in the autumn of my life, each day passing more quickly than the day before.  And soon all colors will fade, and the white of snow will take its place.  Perhaps because I can see the end from here, what is now present is more precious, like glittering rain drops on leaves in the garden.  There is an anticipation of what is to come.  Nothing escapes our notice.  The little colorful birds, seen in spring and summer are migrating south before the winter winds begin to blow.  Here in Northern New Mexico, the tarantulas are seen on the road.  They are all going somewhere?  The hungry coyotes are seen more often in the neighborhoods.  Often a fire in the kiva fireplace is necessary.

I have always loved what is “in between,” like the light coming through the leaves, and what one season brings to the other.  My visual work is about this “change.”  How colors change as the light changes with the seasons.

September 4, 2017

End of summer

Smoke is in the air

Quiet evenings by the fire