Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Making Headway

Here's a few more pics:
a kind neighbor with a huge heart
PRICELESS
my new invention: a shovel/broom
first to the cleared table - Carolina Wren
next came the Collared Doves



Pre Cabin Fever

front door
Well, it would appear we got around 10 inches of snow or so. I can't really tell because I can't get my front door open. The rest of the morning will be spent cleaning off the deck and walkway and freeing up the bird feeders.  I will not even attempt to clear my long, steep driveway since I don't have a shovel anymore; gave it away when I moved here from New England (foolish, foolish, foolish). I do believe I have the early symptoms of cabin fever.










So here's a few pics for you. Sorry for the poor quality but I had to take them through the window.



Sunday, January 26, 2014

Night of the Cephalopod

The Frank Stick Memorial Art Show, named in honor of Mr. Stick, a local artist and environmentalist, held its opening reception last night. The show is in its 36th year and is a much anticipated event. Though temperatures were cold with a slashing wind, the Ghost Fleet Gallery where the event is held was wall to wall with artists and art lovers. One of the gallery owners, Pat, is seen here in the white shirt, always the gracious hostess making sure everyone is having a good time.

I am very pleased to say that my painting, "INKed" took the Excellence award. I truly did not expect this since as most of you know, my work is a bit "off kilter" and not the usual tastes of judges. Maybe it's all those shows on A&E, like Bad Ink and Tattoos After Dark (or something like that) which contributed to my timely theme. But whatever the reason, it was nice to see that ribbon next to my eight-armed bad boy.

I have a couple of thoughts on art competitions in general. They shouldn't be taken too seriously since it's only one or two opinions that decide these things. But on the other hand, those people that say they don't care about awards, balderdash! It's still nice to win. Thank you Dare County Arts Council.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

There's a kind of a hush...

under the pergola
After a restless night listening to the wind race around The Crooked Little House like a wolf at the door, I awoke to the kind of hush that used to tell me that school would have surely been cancelled. Through the slotted opening in the curtain that Erb had created overnight, a brilliant light leaked in daring me to uncover and step onto the cold floor. I opened the curtains all the way to reveal a wonderland of white.

We don't get a lot of snow here, mostly brutal winds and rain. But today, snow coated the yard and ice layered the streets. I did go out though because there is nothing quite like the air on a snowy morning. The bypass was as clear of vehicles as when we have an evacuation for a hurricane so driving was easy though a bit slick. As you can see, I scattered some seed on the table for the doves to find since the temps are frigid and they can use all the help they can get.

copyright E.M. Corsa 2014
I brought a new painting down to Seaside Art Gallery for their upcoming show, Animals in Art. As you can see, I am focused on spring even with the cold temperatures and snow. The reception is always a fun evening so go to their website to check it out. You can see the show online and get the time and date for the reception if you're going to be in town. I'd love to see you!

seasideart.com


Wednesday, January 15, 2014

winter pleasures

One of my favorite things about living on the Outer Banks is the arrival of the winter sunset. It's almost as if we are offered this gift to make up for the raw winds and rain that is so present this time of year. Summer visitors have no idea what they're missing.

Tonight as I was getting ready to prepare a light salad for dinner in an effort to whittle away the four pounds I added over the holidays, I glanced out the window and saw this evening sky. So of course I had to go out to the deck and look out over the sound towards the mainland. This technicolor treat only lasts a few minutes so I stand quietly and absorb all I can. I remember when the boys were still living at home and someone would shout, "Look at the sunset." We would all go outside to stand quietly and take it in. Now that they have porches and decks of their own, I hope they are still taking the time to enjoy their own sunsets.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Happy New Year

Finally I am all caught up and ready to get back to sharing my thoughts and sketches with you. I am happy to say the year ended on a wonderful note and eventually my images will be scampering across various products, hopefully in stores near you.

copyright E.M. Corsa 2014
But in the meantime, I am once again working on some new originals for the upcoming season. I am a lover of all things briny, especially octopus. So here is a new painting entitled "INKed". If you look closely, you'll see two dates on either side of the heart that are very special to me. I'm sure some of you can figure out what they mean. The sailor's cap belonged to my dad.

Like a huge part of the country, we have been hit with brutally cold temps. My old New England blood has been "southernized" and I just can't seem to take the cold anymore. But our winters are brief and soon we'll all be moaning about the heat and humidity.

For those of you wondering, Buddha and Erb are doing well, carrying extra winter weight like the rest of us.

So I am hoping to now post regularly again but perhaps not on the same day and maybe not every week. I'm going to be a bit more spontaneous this year instead of being so predictable. That's a good resolution don't you think?

Happy Trails.