My third eye image, this time with black ink dropped into water.

Played with red balls and black cloth in the snowstorm.

As you can see, I am trying to get some circles going.

Chimney brush.

Cooking lasagna.

Lily mandala.

Coffee filter mandala.

Third eye imagery.

Blizzard conditions yesterday creating a veil of blowing snow!

At Amy Stacey Curtis' exhibit titled MATTER at the woolen mill in Parsonsfield this week I experienced the emotional conterpart to my intellectual thoughts on how to define transcendence. One of her 9 interactive works invites participants to drop black ink into water. Ironically, one of our artists for the upcoming Transcendence exhibit had shared her video of ink dropped into water just the day prior and my emotional response was identical!

Milkweed.

Zinnia in autumn.

One last beach day.

Warm enough today to wade into the pond and photograph waterlilies.

Expecting a frost last night..deconstructed white cosmos..woke up this morning...no frost.

Art nouveau and butterflies.

The coyotes could not have been louder or closer last night...I closed the doors so they would not be streaming through the house.

Pink and purple rocks from Badlands National Park in South Dakota and Arches National Park in Utah.

Wyoming skies and cloth flowers at gravesites of miners from the mine collapse of March 8,1924.

Surrender.

Transcendence requires a soft touch.

Corn silk...first ears of the season.

Clematis.

Offering bowls...perhaps for the birds...located behind the one room schoolhouse on Monhegan.

Lilies and lace...petals from my garden and a curtain in Waterville.

Rich, rich color in my garden right now.

I have been waiting for this one!

A trip to the Maine Audubon Center yielded a case of eggs in the building and fantastic marsh grasses along the trails.

Mysterious.

Beech leaves plucked from trees yesterday are pale reminders of last summer.

At the beach this weekend! Seaweed's most scrumptious color palette.

Feathers inspire me this week, perhaps from the anticipation of the upcoming migration.

The dots are from an object photographed in the lab at the tech school where I am taking a class. I have been thinking of the circle as a transcendent shape...the grid of dots even better.

Went to see a production of Shakespeare's The Tempest at UMFon this chilly afternoon. Stan designed the ship's sails with the same layered sheer cloth effect that inspires me for this theme.

I hung a curtain in the woods during the snow storm today looking for this mysterious transparency.

A striped fabric is suspended under the roof of the greenhouse, perhaps for shade. Chloe is holding grasses on the beach last summer.

It has been so bitter cold. I stopped in at Longfellows Greenhouse just to feel the warmth. I found colorful paper orbs so much like flowers...just lovely.

I am starting to play with bubbles...this is a bubble on bubble wrap the moment before it bursts.

The privilege of witnessing my granddaughter at 14 months is transcendent.

Amazing lamp at the ice cream stand at Logan Airport.