and a drawing tonight

These blossoms, even as they've passed, are so gestural. They seem to grasp at each other. I woke up with a painting in my head this morning, and hope it gets to canvas. I still have a lot of studies to do though.

It's been so long, I forgot my password!

Summer break for the kids, no break for me. I have been working, drawing, painting, but no time to get on the computer these days. But taking this time for a quickie...

Long story short, I got a Night Blooming Cereus with 8 (!) buds ready to pop! Cereusly! An unassuming plant for 364 days of the year, the Cereus has a most intoxicating, heady scent with dinner plate size blossoms that look like they could leave the mother ship to forge their own futures. But, unfortunately they don't. They only survive the one night of blossoming and then hang their heads down, ( I think of it as a Southern plant, since my great aunts had one that they would arrange a mint julep party around each year)

Anyhow, here are a couple of photos... hoping a painting will follow from many drawings done over "the night of the blossom":

In the Moment Exhibit

Opening in Middleburg, VA on Sunday! Following are glimpses of the exhibit:

In addition to the paintings on view, two friends who are remarkable poets have agreed to let me post a poem of each of theirs on the walls of the exhibit. The poems are as much paintings as anything else on the walls :

So In The End It’s Perception

a little sacredness in the midst of all the profanity and mediocrity

to hear the action you make surrendering intention

you have to turn around and be behind the other eyes

vanishing into those places at the edge of seeing and sight

place and destination are completely unavailable for a while

toying with the floral arrangements

as if your eyeballs were a leaf and a great gusting wind was let loose

you won’t know where you stand moving the words around until they feel right

it might be a place where people are gathering according to tone of voice

I need to hear someone speak who can really delay the background noise

in the midst of getting ready the particulars escape me   

—Craig Czury

VIRIDITAS

And do you notice how,

when sitting still, the green

diffuses so that you,

alone in this bit of wood,

escape the highway?

You enter this translucent breath,

trees and beaded rain,

this place where summer’s

late, ragged wings graze

floating light. It’s one of those

moments when  a world opens

behind you, humming viriditas

and Earth’s redeeming mud

anoints your feet.

c. Michele Maria Surat 2005

PS "Viriditas" is Hildegarde of Bingen's word for "the greening of all things"

Here are some of the paintings in the exhibit:

the return of the zombie-tree

Could there be a better tree for a vulture?!

skylight

puppies and painting

border collie pup (Chloe) (towel "diaper" courtesy of pink comforter owner, Sophia...)

and mighty border collie, Clark, during Preakness

tomorrow posting photos of finished work for the painting exhibit... so far...whew!!!

Come enjoy local cheese (Oak Spring Dairy)

local cookies (Skylar Hill Confections)

local music (Mike Vinson, guitar and dulcimer)

local art (me)

and, hopefully, local wine (soon to be announced!)

AND poetry!

In the Moment

Paintings, Drawings, and Photographs by Marci A. M. Nadler

June 5 - June 29, 2011

Opening Sunday, June 5 4 - 7 p.m.

Fox Tails Salon 101 West Federal Street, Middleburg, VA 20117 540-687-5118

Live Music: Mike Vinson, guitar & dulcimer

yesterday's sky

Finishing up paintings for the exhibit and framing what's already complete. But had to break for a few sky moments yesterday: