Finishing what we begin

One of the most wonderful feelings has to be that of ‘completion’, finishing something that we begin.

in my mothers garden doneToday I finished a triptic that I began this fall entitled “In my mother’s Garden”. The truth is it often felt like this piece was doing something to me far more than I was painting it. A ‘memory picture’ it was inspired by a photograph I took outside my parent’s kitchen window the last time I saw my Mom. It was early spring, and that day the first fern broke through the still crusty earth.

Hanging in my dining room, this piece serves as a reminder that as we open and unfurl to reach for the light we experience growth. It reminds me that what I grow in my life generates the seeds that will grow into our Future.

What’s growing in your life? Are you ready to harvest the potential?

Memories and remembrance

Ten short years ago my friend Colin Morley left this world and continued his journey. Colin was standing next to the bomber in the explosion at Edgware Road. Icolin morleyn one of the last pictures I have of us, we’re standing in the picture window of my home in Luzern during a Mereon team meeting, talking about my art which he was preparing to take to the world. Facing Mt. Pilatus, Colin was lovingly admonishing my self-description as a ‘dilettante with a paintbrush’. For decades, while feeling like a spiritual lynnclaire and colin morleykindergartener, I’ve experimented with colour and form, using it to soften the edges of the geometry as I tip-toed around the world of math and physics, a domain that often felt black and white. Discovering that the rainbow flows between dark and light, whenever I suffer from not feeling good enough or smart enough, technicolor bruises and raw wounds self-inflicted of course, I paint until my heart is content. It was this that Colin was helping me achieve as he plotted ways to take it to the world to help make the message at the heart of the Mereon Matrix clear. Colin, a brave and loving human being, was indeed a catalyst for something far greater than hope; he was an instrument for positive change and I am a better person because he touched my life.

Colin, I remember.