In the Winter

Meredith's poetry, watercolor

In the winter

It is quiet and cold outside

But in the winter

We burn fires and wear layers

We sing songs

And drink hot cider and wine

The winter is really the warmest time of the year

It is the time that we are all together

In the winter the trees look dead

But we have green holly and evergreens

We have bright red cardinals

In the winter the night comes early

But we stay up late and have grand dinners

or we snuggle under blankets and read books

In the winter our hearts are big

In the winter we watch our breath

In the winter we roar at the freezing cold

 

I hope you all like my original poem.  I just wanted to mention that the characters I used for my illustration were borrowed from the book The Selfish Giant.  Kudos to anyone who knows who Lisbeth Zwerger is.

Dance Place Gala

art show, watercolor

My friend, Ben Levine, is putting together the Dance Place Gala at Dance Place in DC.  He invited me to be a part of it by contributing to an installation piece that he designed.  There will be music, there will be windows, there will be cool lighting, and there will be me painting in the foreground.  I have met up with him and the manager for this project, Sarah Chapin, a few times and we have one more meeting to go before the show.  I’d be happy to see some familiar faces after the performance and happy if people I knew could enjoy the show.  So if anyone is interested in attending it is on the weekend of October 21st.  You can buy tickets through Dance Place.

 

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From left to right:  Meredith Osterman, Ben Levine, and Sarah Chapin

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This is me playing with some ideas for the show at our second rehearsal.  We will be working with projections of what I am painting during the show.

Explorations in Watercolor and Acrylic

acrylic painting, watercolor

Since abrupt flowers I’ve been working on exploring more about what acrylic can do.  I’m mostly interested in layering colors and blending them.  The painting with the flowers below was started the same week as the last post and helped me to get out some extra energy while exploring those ideas.  If I’m able to have a show I’ll explore it more with the studies I started in watercolor…or maybe I’ll go ahead and do a series without a show.  In any case I’m having fun working with bright colors and learning new techniques.

I float freely in contained space

Meredith's poetry, watercolor

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I float freely in contained space

holding onto edges at lane’s ends

and staying within the lines

A safe place for me to think

I see more clearly under aqua blue

than when looking at mirrored reflections above

Buoyant feelings bubble out my throat

As each unspoken number brings me closer to the next turn

Bursting forth and slowing down

I turn my head for air

Kicking waves behind me

A few more silent numbers to chant before I finish

Day moving on its tiptoes

Meredith's poetry, watercolor

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Sufjan Stevens comes on and

droplets of sound become turning signals

and 

people crossing streets

and

wing beats of pigeons

and 

the day moving on its tiptoes through the city streets

I feel the sound of sun rays

playing through windows on my face

out of Egypt, into the great laugh of mankind,

and I shake the dirt from my sandals as I run

the title says as though I’m in the wilderness

I have a show coming up in January, so the next posts will be based on the theme of the show(my poetry with illustrations).  Looking forward to your feedback. 🙂