Two of my favorite landscape painters are Paul Cézanne and Charles Burchfield. I like Cézanne because of the way he painted – those hooks and dabs of color, everything almost individual until you step back and it all coalesces. And I like Burchfield because of what he painted.
To immerse yourself in reading the work of poet Charles Wright is to move from the fragmentary, keenly observed particulars of the natural world and the consciousness of everyday experience to a parallel, meditative track that seems not so much a derivation of that experience than an uncovering of the deep structure of language and human thought that lies embedded within it.
The Burchfield Penney Art Center presents its annual Charles E. Burchfield Award to Charles Wright, the current U.S. poet laureate, in recognition of his “outstanding achievements in the arts which express a commitment to environmental sustainability” at an awards event and dinner.
Dove-twirl in the tall grass.
End-of-summer glaze next door
On the gloves and split ends of the conked magnolia tree.
Work sounds: truck back-up beep, wood tin-hammer, cicada, fire horn.
Exhibition at DC Moore Gallery is a Critic's Pick.
Charles Burchfield at DC Moore Gallery is in The New Yorker.
Despite this creative presence in her life, Maja did stop drawing and painting for a short time only to return to watercolor once again.
Keiko’s watercolors remind me of the skill it requires to create kanjii.
If your life is an artwork, how will you shape it?
One of my main objectives in watercolor painting is to create light through the use of shadow.