a cloud haiku 🙂
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CLOUD WATCHERS/MORSEL ©️ 2002-2006/2018 david robinson
share space under the clouds. [d.r. thursday]
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blowing wishes. [d.r. thursday]
i was drawn to them in the charming boutique in ridgway, colorado. flying wish papers were intriguing and whimsical. “write it. light it. watch it fly.” it touted on the cover of the pack of wish papers. captivating. i thought of how many times i have blown kisses or wishes to someone. this was a vessel for me to do the same in a magical moment or two. they were a little pricey, but what price do you put on wishes and hopes….or on the experience of sharing those with others?
we flying-wish-papered with My Girl, each of us dedicating kitchen-table-together-time to writing our wish or wishes on the magical tissue, then wrinkling it into a ball and rolling it into a tube. we placed it on the wish platform and lit it. it was true glee to watch it burn, lift off the platform and fly, bringing our wishes and hopes into the universe. sweet. we’ve since flying-wish-papered with wendy aka ben aka saul and also jen and brad. each time it’s a gesture i won’t forget. simple and yet powerful.
this painting morsel – BLOWING WISHES – reminds me of those flying-wish-paper times, reminds me of all the times i have blown wishes across my hand. a beautiful morsel from the full YOGA SERIES painting GREET THE DAY, it offers a post-holiday-end-of-the-year breath…to stop, greet the new day, the new year with hopes and dreams and flying wishes.
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GREET THE NEW DAY/BLOWING WISHES ©️ 2011 david robinson & kerri sherwood
this painting!! [d.r. thursday]
this painting!! i fell in love with it the instant i saw the horses. utter-arms-outstretched-bliss on horseback. what is not to love? i have been horse-crazy ever since i was little. my room decorations at one point in my life included stable-brown walls, burlap curtains, horse statues and ribbons on shelves and wall space and my headboard.
i took horseback-riding lessons as a little girl; i relished every minute of it. it was expensive (horses in general are expensive, whether you own or rent or just go on a trail ride) and the opportunity ran out for these lessons, but when i can, i ride. a couple years ago My Girl and i went on a trail ride out in the mountains of aspen. it was sheer heaven! 
this painting!! it makes me think of other recent times looking-into-the-gentle-eyes of these beautiful animals. we walked later at night in holland past fields and obvious horse-fencing. i heard the sound of a horse nickering, that blowing-out of air so easily identifiable. i walked in the dark toward the sound. there at the fenceline was this beautiful horse, just waiting for us to quietly talk to him, stroke his face. no treats, just love.
this painting!! linda and bill can relate to horse-love. their horse chance is the sweetest. she literally finds her way to the side kitchen door in the morning if they haven’t gone out to feed her yet and will stick her head right inside the car as you drive slowly by.
this painting!! it transports me to warm springs ranch, a budweiser clydesdale eden with sweet foals and gentle giant mares. a glorious afternoon with wendy and jani, david followed me around with a camera, documenting my glee.
this painting!! it brings back all my having-a-horse-one-day yearning. ahhh. someday, i think. i have many brochures about the wild mustangs of out west, all needing homes and an adoptive chance at life, not to be swept up in roundups due to an imbalance of excess and lack.
this painting!! how will i be able to let it go – because someone will want this stunning painting for their home…
well, i have an idea:
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©️ 2018 david robinson & kerri sherwood
my husband paints. [d.r. thursday]
my husband paints. he is an amazing painter. i truly love his work. with both of us as artists, it could be interesting to love each-other, but not love each-other’s-work. we are lucky to not only respect the work of the other, but to want to lift it up and out there to others, to share it with the world, to say, “LOOK! this is beautiful!”
my husband paints. his studio is in our basement. sometimes i wander down, sip coffee or tea or wine and watch his dance with canvas. i’m aware of the stacks around me, paintings that have not yet been shown, paintings that need loving homes.
my husband paints. he doesn’t like selling things. it’s not his gig, so to speak. but me? i do like to sell things. it’s a joy, for me, to match a painting with a person (this usually happens naturally…they find each other) or music with a person’s need for music. in my next life (ok, one of the list of my next lives…a horse ranch is up there on the list too), i would love a small boutique shop, filled to the brim with things that people have made, repurposed, pieces of something old or something organic that are now treasured parts of a home.
and so let’s combine those things….my husband, his paintings, the stacks, my love of selling….and we get the “in the spirit of love and for the love of space, for art that helps you breathe and for the creation of best days, i offer these paintings” SALE.
visit the online gallery. take your time. listen. breathe. if you fall in love with something that speaks to you, let us know. it’s impossible for me not to say, “LOOK! this is beautiful!” my husband paints.
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peace. earth. peace on earth. [d.r. thursday]
peace signs. the word peace. ornaments of peace. our home is punctuated with these. i believe it is possible – peace. but then, for truly big things, i believe in that which i cannot see.
the days older that i get, the more i see the simplest things are the things that bring me peace: the moment in the car with my beloved daughter, driving and laughing in the high desert or standing on a red rock precipice overlooking a canyon, tears in my eyes. the moment my beloved son let me link arms walking through the city or his hugging me -one more time- right before the train, yes…tears in my eyes. being -anywhere- with my beloved husband. all the stuff of deep soul warmth. the stuff of good tears.
i have found that peace doesn’t have to be complicated. it is simply there. in the very tightest concentric circle around me. if i can be at peace, perhaps i can do my part, i can ripple that outward. and maybe, eventually, with all our ripples, peace and earth will truly combine to be PEACE ON EARTH.
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PEACE. EARTH. PEACE ON EARTH. is a morsel of INSTRUMENT OF PEACE
PEACE. EARTH. PEACE ON EARTH./INSTRUMENT OF PEACE ©️ 2018/2015 david robinson & kerri sherwood
helping hands. [d.r. thursday]
we played a game on the roadtrip back from boston and time spent with our beloved boys and family and friends. our on-the-road-many-hours-to-pass game was “if i were first lady/first man, my platform would be….” we spoke about what we would choose as our impassioned work, the reasons we would choose that very important work and how we would try to support it.
coming back – after thanksgiving gratitude and in the beginning of this beautiful holiday season – to this painting morsel of HELPING HANDS and the full image of david’s deeply touching HELPING HANDS painting, i can think of no better platform than that of those two words – helping hands.
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HELPING HANDS ©️ 2010 david robinson, kerri sherwood
it is in the giving. [d.r. thursday]
yes. it is. happy thanksgiving to you and yours. with gratitude and love from us.
INSTRUMENT OF PEACE mixed media 48″ x 91″
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INSTRUMENT OF PEACE ©️ 2015 david robinson & kerri sherwood
the sisu of balance. [d.r. thursday]
morsel of WAITING AND KNOWING
“…you must wait patiently, knowing that you’re waiting and knowing what you’re waiting for…” (carlos castaneda)
a balance point. the morsel of the painting WAITING AND KNOWING doesn’t include the obvious visual balance point between waiting and knowing and not. instead it draws you into the words “wait patiently”, “know”, “promise”, ” then a time will come”.
but we all know the point. the trust. the blind faith. with roots we courageously send deeply into the earth of our lives we teeter on the edge of patience and impatience, belief and unbelief, knowing and not knowing, fulfilling and not fulfilling, living and not living.
WAITING AND KNOWING – the painting – illustrates that amazing center of gravity available to us as human beings, our root a fulcrum from which we pivot in our lives, live our lives, celebrate our lives.
click here or on WAITING AND KNOWING to view this painting in the online gallery
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WAITING AND KNOWING ©️ 2015 david robinson & kerri sherwood
are we mindful? [d.r. thursday]
THE SHADOW OF DIVISION
there are small pieces, corners, smidges of david’s paintings that stand out for me. a slice of color or pattern, the morsel, like THE SHADOW OF DIVISION, catches my eye. no less than the painting in its entirety, just differently.
earth interrupted IV and the words he penned on the canvas: let what you seek catch up to you…stand still, stand still… earth, suspended in the midst of a color palette.
the people of this good earth – ever-seekers…surrounded by color…choices…in a moving river…vulnerable…standing still…rotating, rotating. are we mindful?
this good earth – this fragile fragmented globe…its colors…its rivers…its steadiness…its rotation…its vulnerability. are we mindful?
EARTH INTERRUPTED IV mixed media 48″ x 36″
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SHADOW OF DIVISION/EARTH INTERRUPTED IV ©️ 2018 david robinson, kerri sherwood
they wait. [d.r. thursday]
i can feel this painting. i recognize it. i have anxiously waited, looking out the window, babycat in lap, dogdog by my feet. leaning forward, i have peered outside…waiting for someone to arrive, waiting for the mail, waiting for the sun to come up, waiting for my mind to rest.
we are in a time…you can feel the nerve endings jittering. it is not a time of rest, nor is it a time of peace and unity. we lean forward, looking out the window at moments passing, hoping to catch a glimpse of tomorrow and see a calmer day, a day where we might find a spirit of cohesion, a respite from the storm of divisiveness.
THEY WAIT…a beautifully poignant painting honoring the ever-faithful companions by our side, quietly and patiently waiting. with no idea of why, with no questions asked, they steadfastly stay with us.
THEY WAIT mixed media 24″x18″
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