A poem, bones and the Maria Selby Garden orchids
I've been reading and re-reading with great pleasure Roxanne Robinson's detailed, but never boring, and amazingly intimate bio of Georgia O' and her relationships with others and herself. The journey from Out to IN --and deeper, as a dedicated artist and caring human, makes her one of my greatest teachers. She and YOU Patti, are two of my very abiding and dearest coMadres on the path of life. Thank you! (Ladder to the Stars, Patti!)
Georgia O'Keeffe has always been a guiding light for me as an artist after I first read her words: "the things I have no words for" - her visual language I completely understood without words.
Amazing, you being in the clouds and sending so wonderful messages to us, lots of love
Loved your tribute to Georgia. The staccato rhythm is perfect for the bare-bones subject matter, Patti. I have long loved her work and get to see some of it when my wife and I go to the former Indianapolis Art Museum, now known as Newfields, which I find pretentious. But not your poem. You bring Georgia's vision alive. I give thanks to you for this!
Love that poem! Xxx
Georgia's painting is completely mesmerizing and your orchid photos so lushly tropical. Thank you for the poem. My father was born in Zimbabwe, and my Aunt, his sister, used to tell me how expert he was at catching snakes when they were children. A desirable skill to have in a big brother. I guess Georgia had to do the snake hunting herself, if she was alone there.
Mmmmmmmm! MMmmmmmm! M;aravilloso, muchas gracias!!!
The poem, photo of the skull collection and photos from the orchid garden make a lovely composition of contrasting images, words and emotions. Not much I care for about Florida but the flora is always stunning mix of color, scents and the humidity envelopes and infuses your whole body
Ah, Patti, a message from Georgia O'Keefe's clouds...and orchids from the earth...with my love...
Beautiful. Clouds and bones and great artists.
Thank you for sharing. I do so love and miss Georgia-her irreverent view of the world and how she shared it.
Lovely and magical. I have Ben obsessed with Georgia for a long time. My grandmother took a watercolor class at Ghost Ranch in the 70’s. Georgia came in and greeted her and the others in the class. I gazed on my grandmothers art with awe and know it was touched with all kinds of magic!! You bring the magic dancing back again. Love and hugs and many spiritual visits from Cairo.
Wishes back from the clouds
Thank you for this missive from the clouds honoring Georgia O’Keefe’s birthday. I’m sorry I didn’t see it yesterday. Thank you for the quotation from her, for your poem, and for the photos.
With warm wishes to everyone.
Beautiful tribute, Patti. A few years back a dear friend and I went on a yoga retreat at Ghost Ranch. Needless to say the wonder of our surroundings greatly added to the magic of our time in a timeless space.