Tuesday, October 18, 2011

BUDA FINE ARTS FESTIVAL this weekend


Sunrise on the Pumpkin Patch
by Cindy Morawski



Reunion
by Cindy Morawski


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You're invited to the

BUDA FINE ARTS FESTIVAL
October 22 - 23, 2011

10 AM - 6 PM Saturday

10 AM - 4 PM Sunday

On the Greenbelt in Historic Downtown Buda
Off I-35 south of Austin

Live Music, Silent Auction, Children's Art Area,  Quilt Show

Over 50 Juried Artists

FREE Festival Admission!

Taste of Buda!
Local restaurants offer the best of their menu!




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Saturday, October 15, 2011

A Place with a View~~Ghost Ranch, N.M.

Fall Photography of New Mexico

Ghost Ranch

October 2 - 8, 2011

Over the Rainbow at Ghost Ranch

Upward

Early Dinosaur Skull from Dig at Ghost Ranch


Modern Designs of New Mexico

Weaving~~Face from the Loom

Doll with Ornamental Weavings

Meditation Garden at Ghost Ranch

Waving Grasses by the Patio

Anyone Home?

Shelter from the Storm

 
Inspiration for Artist Georgia O'Keefe

Path to the Art Studio

City Slickers, the movie's cabin

Peace to all who enter

View of Chimney Rock

It took millions of years . . .

Pathways of Ghost Ranch

Sky Lights

Sunset of Gold

Light and Shadow

Autumn's Peeking Through

Looking UP
When I arrived at Ghost Ranch a week ago, I ended up with a sore neck.  I kept looking up.  Up at the skies, up at the cliff formations, up at distant mountains, up at the birds.  My head was in the clouds.  The wide-open spaces wrapped their arms around me and embraced my spirit.  I couldn't get enough of the cool mountain air.  No humidity.  Boy, did that feel good after coming from San Antonio. 

I took my camera everywhere with me.  It became a part of my hand.  Snap.  Snap.  I felt a sense of urgency.  I needed to record the beauty all around me.  Somehow it made it more believable.  I breathed in deeply.  The mountain elevation gave me a lightheaded sense of uncertainty.  I knew though that I'd get adjusted to it in a day or so. 

Presence.  Yes, I guess one could name my sense of wanting to be in the moment.  I didn't want to be anywhere but Ghost Ranch.  My travels became not only a destination, but the place rooted out a space in my heart. 

The photos represent a sampling of my experiences.  It was not possible to capture it all in just a week's time.  I'd recommend it as a place to visit.  A place to take classes.  A place to devour a wild slice of America's spicy Southwestern pie. 

Happy Viewing!
~~Cindy~~ 


Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Columbus Day Discovery~~Ghost Ranch Paintings

Chimney Rock at Ghost Ranch, NM
Old Abiquiu Mission

As the Crow Sees

October's Hike at Ghost Ranch

  
View from the Upper Mesa


Southwest Migration


Little Burro of the High Plains


Exploring New Lands

by Cindy Morawski


Shedding my city skin like a garden snake, I left Texas to try on the roles of explorer and high desert landscape painter on October 2nd, 2011.  I had last visited New Mexico two years ago, and I was itching to return.  While taking a plein air painting workshop last April with Austin master painter, Dianne Grammer, I learned about Ghost Ranch, a mecca for artists, naturalists, and outdoor enthusiasts.  I signed on at the beginning of summer, anticipating fall and a seasonal prize for enduring a long, hot San Antonio summer. 

One of my beloved painters, Georgia O'Keefe, discovered northern New Mexico on a trip from her home in Texas in 1917.  Twelve years later, she returned to New Mexico and found her way to the beautiful valley that would eventually become her home~~Ghost Ranch at Abiquiu. 

Like O'Keefe, I sensed the freedom and natural beauty of this area.  The rugged and colorful landscapes called to me.  I was ready for plein air painting, hiking, and studio work and classes on the ranch.  Some of my favorite landscape subjects included the Kitchen Mesa, the Pedernal, and Chimney Rock.  When I hiked down the Kitchen Mesa Trail the first day, I felt a sense of awe.  The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and when I looked up and eyed the mesa, I knew I was in a very special place.  Immobilized, I first stood looking up into the sky feeling the goosebumps on my skin; I knew without a doubt that I was one lucky person to be in this moment. 

Other favorite subjects included the local crows and burros.  You could hear the crows' cawing and spot their shiny black feathers catching the desert thermals in the dramatic skies.  I continued to look for the burros.  There were signs everywhere on the ranch that said:  Beware~~Burros bite!  But, the corrals and pastures were empty.  Later, I had a chance to see them while touring the more remote areas of the ranch during the end of my stay.  I learned that they get turned out at times so they can graze and move freely.  Their sturdy endurance was apparent as I spotted them ducking behind the native bushes on the high desert after a rainstorm that lasted for a couple of days.

Inspiration comes in many packages.  For me, new lands and people along with discoveries in learning with art, allowed me the privilege of a week's stay at Ghost Ranch, New Mexico.  When I think back on my experiences, I'll sense that high desert  air and sun upon my face.  I'll remember the colorful cliffs and skies, the music of the wind and birds, and I'll appreciate what the natural world has to offer.  Adios for now, Ghost Ranch.  I'll return some other day. 


Plein Air Painting at Ghost Ranch


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MY UPCOMING OCTOBER ART EVENTS
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  •      Wimberley Valley Art League's FALL INTO ART Annual Show and Sale, plus Artist Studio Tours, October 14 through 16, 2011
  •       Buda Fine Arts Festival, JURIED Art Show and Sale, October 22 and 23, 2011
  •       New Braunfels Art League ARTOBERFEST, Juried Event, October 2 through November 12, 2011

           *Look for more details on my website link at www.cindymorawski.com.
     
     
    Happy October Discoveries!
    ~~Cindy



 


 

Monday, September 12, 2011

Birds of a Feather . . . Recent Paintings of Birds

Desert Cardinal

Autumn Song Sparrow

Red-Plumed Cardinal


Birds of a Feather Flock Together
~~Paintings by Cindy Morawski~~



One of the best parts of my day happens to be in the morning.  I like to watch the birds come to the bird feeder outside my kitchen window.  While I'm waking up with a cozy cup of coffee, I view a whole cast of bird characters flitting from my front yard's white picket fence to the red bird feeder.  I hung that offering to the local birds after Paul and I first moved into our home on Waldon Heights.  With this severe drought in South Texas, the birds have had a hard time.  I try to not only provide some seed nourishment, but I also offer them water in our bird bath and front fountain.  They repay me daily.  I enjoy their antics, songs, and liveliness. 


Painting birds encourages me take a good look at them.  When I study them before and while I paint them, I notice details that I wouldn't ordinarily see.  They make for colorful subjects.  One of my all-time favorite birds, even since childhood, has been the cardinal.  There are a variety of cardinals in the United States.  Their song and crimson color help them get noticed and appreciated.  Another bird favorite for me is the sparrow.  Again, like the cardinal, there are many varieties.  I decided to paint the song sparrow with an autumn background because my favorite season is in the Fall; I'd like to think that the sparrow's song announces this wonderful season in nature.   


Art Cards and Prints are available for all three paintings.  The originals are also for sale.  Please check out my website for more information.  Thanks. 


Happy Bird Watching!
~~Cindy~~  

www.cindymorawski.com

May All your Wishes Come True~~The Wishing Tree, a Painting by Cindy Morawski

The Wishing Tree
~~ story and painting by Cindy Morawski



Life is not always fair.  Is it?  A slave girl named Cecilia once tried to balance the scales of justice.  She decided to run away from her cruel southern plantation.  She waited for darkness to make her escape, no full moon for her.   Before she lost her nerve, she slid out of her cabin and made for the woods.  Cecilia could hear her heart pounding before she noticed the master's blood hounds baying wildly behind her.  She splashed across the creek so that they'd lose her scent, but she could hear them coming closer.  In the distance was her only hope.  She spied a large oak tree a few yards away.  She headed for it.  The dogs were now crossing the creek.  She wrapped her arms around the tree and wished as hard as she could. 

The hunting party saw the slave girl near the tree.  "She musta' climbed that oak," mumbled the surprised overseer.  He took his pistol out and started firing up and into that tree.  The rest of the night patrol did the same.  The shots lit up the night with their sound and fury.  But, the girl was gone.  They came back the next day after first light.  She had vanished. 

Cecilia Washington was next spotted by the Liberty Bell in downtown Philadelphia.  She was running an errand for a local printmaker, a Quaker and abolitionist.  The Wishing Tree helped Cecilia make her wish come true.  Years later, the story is still being told.  In some Alabama woods near the Jackson's old cotton plantation, bullets were recently found in the trunk of an old oak.

Close your eyes.  The Wishing Tree beckons.  What would you wish for? 
                      
                                  Hope all your wishes come true!
                                         ~~Cindy

                                www.cindymorawski.com

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Photographic Observations

 Aphorisms with Animals
Photographs by Cindy Morawski
A good time to keep your mouth shut is when you're in deep water.
Money will buy a fine dog, but only kindness will make him wag his tail.
Scratch a cat and you will have a permanent job.



Aphorisms offer a little truth and an observation.   Here's another one I like:  Money can't buy happiness, but somehow it's more comfortable to cry in a Cadillac than in a Yugo. 

Do you know any aphorisms?  E-mail me if you do . . .

~~~Cindy~~~


Saturday, August 27, 2011

August is the Color of Red~~A Photo Essay

One thing you can count on in life is that Texas in August will be mind-numbing hot.  I ought to know.  I live in San Antonio, the home of record-breaking triple digits in the month of August.  Sweat is my uncomfortable companion.  Air-conditioning, in any form, is my friend.

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When I think of August, I can't help but visualize the color RED.  Like a live volcano, it spews heat.  It pulses.  It glows.  It has a life of its own. 

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My photo essay is a collection of photographs that I have taken over the past two years.  The settings range from small to large in places near and far.  I've examined the color RED.  What do you think of when you see red?

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THE  COLOR ~~  RED !

Red is a festive mosaic on water.
Red is a cosmic light dance.
  
Red marks an emergency.

Red is a gift on the back porch.

Red is a stolen treat.

Red is a high-flying circus act.

Red is a naughty kiss in disguise.

Red rolls out like a pulsing drum beat.

Red is a wheel that goes round and round.

Red ~~ a whirling and dizzying carousel.

Red is nature's velvet and a perfumed promise.

Red is a mysterious treasure.

Red decorates with warmth and reassurance.

Red tells a story.
 

Red is sizzle and razzle-dazzle!




Happy Labor Day and an end to our Hot Summer!!

Think COOL!  Think RAIN!

~~Cindy~~