As the time nears 7 o'clock, we being stealing glances out the studio door to see what sort of light display Mother Nature is going to grace us with as the sun begins its ascent into the sky.
Tuesday morning's sunrise was breathtaking and seemed to stretch for miles. Even the soft pastels of the fading colors were spectacular as were the misty grays of the mountains.
Strolling back into the studio,
details caught my eye.
acrylic on Rives BFK
Stepping inside, the circles I'd begun stamping on Monday were on the table waiting to be finished. Inspired by the irrigation circles viewed on the flight from Dallas to Albuquerque, I couldn't think of doing anything else.
Pam's painted and stitched spiral
Pam stitched on her spiral
Pam's work in progress
and pondered the future of these pieces.
At some point, the outside world beckoned.
All finished...sort of.
While I pondered the next step for my stamped circles, Pam drew a few of her own.
I love the freedom and joy, the energy of Pam's marks.
Soon enough, it was time for our nightly ritual so we went out back to claim prime seats
The sky is vast here. The silence is as well, broken only by the chirps of night birds, buzzing or clicking of bugs and the howl of coyotes when the sun reaches a certain level.