Sweets of Talents from Sirce Kwai
The Annual “Animal Naming Contest” concluded last night. “Gatorela” is the name of the baby alligator living at DaggerWing Nature Center. I have been in the volunteer service to this wonderful spec of wildlife left in south Florida. Once upon Continue Reading …
In my “Easter Rise” blog, the need for animal sacrifices as a way of alleviating one’s sin before God was made redundant by Jesus’ personal sacrifice. Neither animals nor children ever again were to be slaughtered, mutilated or tortured for Continue Reading …
The television is one of the best tools for a portrait artist who paints children. This teen boy is watching a Star Trek episode. Whipping out my watercolor paints to capture a seated child is my mark of Zorro. Continue Reading …
A seven year old boy caught my eye and heart. I knew his grandfather. As the charcoal of this child emerged from the gray laid paper, I saw his grandfather’s face as a youth come through. I didn’t know his Continue Reading …
The Moon has been my constant friend over the years. “Friend” as in having a steady, reliable light source at night. I’ve painted many times outside in the dark in charcoal, oils and watercolors. The night that inspired this piece Continue Reading …
South Florida experienced near tropical storm winds and rain today. I hadn’t seen my newly trimmed trees with storm quality winds up until today. One elderberry sapling needed roping to the older palm tree to keep it from folding over Continue Reading …
When the invitation came to join in the fundraiser for the Braille Club dinner/dance, I joined in. Not having been there before, I came with fine watercolor paper, watercolors and a cup for water. Painting and drawing beats being bored at Continue Reading …
Is it a profound loop to draw this dead tree with the branches of another dead tree? In my previous blog, I retriggered the sadness I feel for the dying or the prematurely dead. This dead tree had so many Continue Reading …
Sleek long bodies jumped into the waters by Mission Bay Plaza, Boca Raton. These were not water rats. These were river otters. The last time I’d seen them alive was about 15 years ago while I was on horseback and Continue Reading …
Close to 20 years ago, I dismounted from my pony and knocked on the fresh new doors of a nature center carved out of land clearing in south Florida. I was so grateful for land set aside for leaving nature Continue Reading …