The beauty and diversity of creation is staggering. Within it I find an endless source of inspiration. I feel I could step outside my home, and in a few hours gather enough reference material to paint for the rest of my life. Grasses, flowers, shrubs, trees and leaves offer a bounty of textures and colors to draw from.
Lately I've been attracted to seeds and pods in plants that sprout, grow, bloom, go to seed and die, or look as if they're dead. Seeds develop at this late and often unattractive stage yet that is the time richest with potential for new life. This cycle of life and death, rebirth and renewal speak both to change and constancy. I'm reminded that to grow is to embrace change. Very often I am hesitant, worried or fearful of change. It's then I remember; the one who causes the lilies of the field to grow also sees me.