4/4/12

Wandering...




Wanderer II (detail). Archival ink on 8"x11" on 11"x14" Bristol Board



Was it last weekend? I was on call and working from home. Between calls, I stumbled upon this and was awed by the curved tree. Tammie Lee called it The Wandering Tree. It was covered with lichen. I found it beautiful. On Facebook, Tammie told me she would be honored if I drew it. I countered no, I would be honored. So here it is. Tammie it is an honor to draw your tree and I am doubly honored to put you in the middle of your forest. I have always admired your photography. You have the most beautiful eyes. You can see what others can't. You reflect the beauty of nature and you glorify its Creator. 

Tammie, thank you for paying attention to my drawings and paintings. Thank you for reading my words. Thank you for your encouragement. Thank you for gifting me prints of your magnificent snowflakes. Thank you for thinking of me when you drew this.  Thank you for your words of comfort during my sad times. Thank you for being kind to me when I was mourning the loss of my sister Leah. Just thank you for being you, beautiful, wonderful, artistic and absolutely fabulous. Thank you.




Wanderer II (because there is a Wanderer I). Archival ink on 8"x11" on 11"x14" Bristol Board



Talk about wandering, this photograph (detail) taken by my sister Freah  shows me with with my sisters  Leah and Mercedes and my daughter. Okay it is just a photo of our arms but I think you can identify mine. My sister sent this photo this morning with the caption "Remember this photo? Still holding drawing pencil..."

I want to share something I learned last month. I don't know where I have been. I mean for the past six years. I must have been occupied with life. Amy Winehouse came and went and I totally missed her. I knew she died last year. I remember my friend Linda Cardina post something on her blog. I offered a word of comfort and sadness for the loss of a young person but I really did not know Amy Winehouse. I did not know she was a singer. I have never heard her sing. Last month, I was talking to my daughter and she mentioned Amy Winehouse. I forced myself to view her videos and I was shocked. She had the most beautiful contralto voice. I cried. I cried because only a voice like that comes from God. She had a most beautiful gift. Then I started reading up on her and I spiraled into deep sadness. What a great loss. How sad to see the self destruction. I am also saddened to see her used by everyone. She wasn't without blame. She made choices but at a time when her life was taken over by drugs and alcohol, people still expected her to perform. Such tragedy. Bella said that she was a beautiful anachronism, that is probably why she couldn't stay. I feel so sad and tender towards her memory. May she rest in peace. 

Needless to say, I have been listening to Amy Winehouse. At a time when I am overloaded with assignments and stressed to the maximum, I find her beautiful voice comforting. The sadness I feel surprisingly keeps me going.




Thank you for reading. Have a wonderful day.

22 comments:

Tammie Lee said...

dearest Ces!!!

I am almost speechless! almost...
Love love love this! I feel so honored by your gorgeous artful piece, words are trapped in strong feelings coming from my heart!

how do i put these strong feelings into words!

thank you~

Tammie Lee said...

You have captured the spirit and vision of this forest so well, as though you were there yourself!

Andrew Finnie said...

Ahh you have the art of channeling beauty Ces !

Ces, I hope i didn't offend you in my last post _ I see your comment is gone.
I don't know why. There wasn't any need, everyone has an opinion - and everyone is right or wrong all or some of the time, and none never.
Except me ... I am always right :)
Buit seriously, I hope I didn't offend you.

hugs

se you in a few weeks eh?

Rick Forrestal said...

Ah, the forest. Your drawings pull me in . . . where I find so much peace (and no snakes!).

Music fills the void. Amy was special. Her music stays with us.

MrBibleHead said...

Hey Ces! I “liked” this on FaceBook because I couldn’t find the “love this” button :o) I do love this! Wonderful work.

martinealison said...

Une belle communion entre la forêt et toi... Tu vois comme tes arbres sont hauts et forts. Ils sont autour de toi. C'est peut-être idiot et faux mais j'ai l'impression que ce bel arbre couché n'est autre que ta chère soeur. Un dessin qui m'émeut beaucoup... J'écoute la musique et mon esprit s'emporte.
Gros bisous ma chère Ces.

Andrew Finnie said...

Aha I understand now :0 No need to worry . I just thought you had a different opinion - gee, that's the beauty of the net - we all get brain washed differently, depending on who is doing the 'washing' - guess that's why my brain is co 'clean' :) (Brain I said, not mind)

:) cheers from 'ear

Andrew Finnie said...

oh that ':o' should be a ':)'

- not sure what an :o is,
I think it represents goose (not the noun, but the verb)
Like the man was walking along the street and the little old lasdy :o ed him.

Ces Adorio said...

Aaaawww!!! You are most welcome. You make me happy every time I visit your blog. You share so much beauty and inspiration. Thank you.

Ces Adorio said...

Ah yes, I am brainwashed indeed. They used Tide, I think. :)

Terence said...

I am feeling so privileged to be aware of two such beautiful artists, You offer up the beauty of nature in such a way our Mother Earth would be pleased.

Ces Adorio said...

Thank you Rick. Thank goodness, no snakes! Heheh. Yes, she will stay. Beautiful soulful voice.

Bella Sinclair said...

Awe inspiring, get-down-on-my-knees-and-bow-before-you incredible. This must be the most proud and luckiest tree in the world, first to be immortalized in a beautiful photo by Tammie and then rendered in pen and ink by Ces. What an honor! Even the lichen are beaming. Gorgeousness in its purest form. TSUP!

k.h.whitaker said...

Sooooooooooo beautiful and so fast!!! You amaze me with the speed in which you are able to create so much detail Ces. Sorry, I know I probably say that a lot but really, I just can't get over it. Amazing :)

Dear Fireflies said...

You are beyond incredible, you know that? I don't know what it is, but I have been finding your most recent drawings even more amazing than before. There's some kind of melancholic sadness and "stillness" that draw me in. Seriously, this one just stunned me. :)

Deborah said...

Awe, the sisterhood continues to grow...perhaps one day to embrace all women, for we are an entity in ourselves. LOVE this. BIG love. And Amy...big love for her too. I am short on time, so please forgive the shallow comment. You know how much I love you and your art. **kisses** Deb

Curious Art said...

Ah, Ces, you know how I feel about lichen! This makes me weak in the knees.

Amazing things are flowing out of that pen of yours, wonderful wanderer!

Deborah said...

Oh Ces, your hyper-intelligence is only one of the many things I love about you, and the fact that you use both sides of your brain! Of course I do not resonate with Lacey Loop on two points; forgetting God and prayer, but the rest is so beautiful I barely even hear the F-word. Let me print out Lacey's words so there is no confusion as to what she is saying; added them on my page in a comment. Oh how I have missed your sassiness, my Cesalicious. ♥♥♥

Deborah said...

I find that when I cannot feel God, it is ME who has stepped away ... stress, loss, sadness, come between Him and I. So when I am crying out "Where are You, Lord?", He is even closer, holding me together and keeping His promise. The first night we spent in the teeny tiny townhouse I said to Gary, "God pulled it off!" I felt His promise from the time of Gary's diagnosis, that He will see us through this; not that Gary will not die from his cancers, but that God will be with us every step of this journey. Our home sold in one day and we got five offers that day. It closed in less than a month. This townhouse came up on the market just at the right time and we made an offer that day, and OUR offer was accepted, not all the others. Ryan is coming home for good in July with his family. Relationships are healing and growing. I see God's hand in everything. As for the F-word, our Beloved Renee had such a fondness for it, when she would use it, it would almost sound like a prayer. Life IS poetic. I adore word-weavers as much as I do artists. I still love you, my Cesalicious.

Dear Fireflies said...

Ha! Another baby, eh? You know, that really made me pause for a few seconds and I actually reread your profile name to make sure it really did say "Ces Adorio". Then of course I scrolled down... Man!! You really had me there! Hehehe...

Shirley said...

Wow, this is simply beautiful, Ces. Your detailwork of the trees always continues to amaze me..I can "see" the peacefulness in my mind as you're working. I am wishing you and yours a most wonderful Easter weekend..may you have time to enjoy the ones who you are with and can hold and time to reflect upon those who are still with you in your heart. Big hugs to you Ces! Tsup!!

rachel awes said...

i looooooooove your wanderer.
+ happy easter to you, dear one.
xox