“Wither away quickly, that is what would happen to me without a tree or two in my life, or a garden, or birdwatching. During meandering walks throughout the neighborhood, I gather botanical subject matter where it grows naturally, where it has been planted lovingly, and where it has fallen to disintegrate.”
“On this carefully gathered collection of lichen covered branches, tiny mounds of electric green mosses, weathered leaves, hopeful tendrils and seasonal flowers I meditate. I see inherent relationships between colors, textures, shapes and then begin composing; spilling all into a nascent drawing or painting.
This is the personal creative process I use to stir memory and ignite my imagination. “
“The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.”
© Nancy Mary Jaramillo 2019