Yesterday I heard a shaman describe enchantment as our ability to hear the chant that leads us to the divine. Isn't that sweet?

On this morning's walk I was lead to the divine through nearly all my senses.

Through the scent of newly mowed hay as it lifted on the day's growing warmth.

Through the mellowing greens and bronze yellows of the grass under the late summer sun

Below are a few digital polaroids from a flowsaic series of random weeds. I don't know their name but damn they're lovely!

The farm next door to me has public garden plots this year. I love wandering past them on my walks. Nearly everyone is growing sunflowers.

Yesterday also brought my new micron pigments and cold pressed linseed oil for the new aluminum flower series! How rich a day it was. I am waiting on an ink delivery so I can print out and complete the Iris Flowsaic series - it'll make a second quartet completed. Next up for quartets will the the Quaking Aspens (two can be seen at eo art lab's group show Common Purpose until August 29), Roosters and Unamed Quartet Two. Below is a peek at the studio.