Tag Archives: coffee

Visions (2015)

29 Aug

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Another de Kooning inspired piece.  I went for vibrant colors with an under wash of coffee left over from the day before.  The subtle brown wash was the perfect background for the colors I chose.  I have never used coffee to paint with but was actually very pleased with the result as a page wash.  Normally I mix a wash with a touch of brown, white, and yellow.  The white usually dominates the mixture and this creation provides a subtle wash for the background of my paintings, but I drink coffee everyday and almost never finish the pot!  Please enjoy this piece and please feel free to offer feedback, I am always open to hearing how my work connects or doesn’t connect with viewers.

(watercolor & coffee on cold-pressed paper Aug. 2015)

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Morning Coffee

9 Dec

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I had one of the most lovely coffee beverages this weekend at my usual local cafe.  The barista made it to perfection and I love the little leaf they swirl into the creamy, foam layering the top of the beverage.  With every sip that little leaf stayed in tact.  It was a delicious coffee and was aesthetically appealing too (in that sense, a drinkable work of art).

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Morning

25 Nov

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Morning doesn’t officially start until the coffee is made!

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Mosaic

11 Nov

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A blogging friend posted a photo of a cafe table she was enjoying coffee at and I knew I had to paint it.

Reflect

8 Oct

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Taking time to reflect and journal about experiences is for me an important, life-giving practice.

Traveling People Pods

11 Aug

Slow down little people pod person. Slow down. Let’s have coffee, it’s on me. Traveling the same road; heading the same direction but on an entirely different universe. Sometimes I wonder who you are or what you care about or why you’re in such a hurry? This random moment, traveling past each other on the same road, may be the only time our orbits cross. And what will it matter?

Real

8 Aug

I am sitting at a table writing.  I am taking deep, lung filling breaths.  To my right is a mug of coffee just the way I like it.  Behind that a glass of clear, cold water.  I have things I want to do today.  I have things I need to do today.  What I get done will be what I get done.  My body feels good today.  I ran.  It was a good run.  My pace was a bit slower than usual but its what my body could give today.  When I was younger I felt the need to drive and push and achieve.  I’m learning to accept what is.  This is real and real is good.

Bean Bag

29 Jul

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What we perceive sets the stage for how we interpret information.  The title of this post describes something that evokes an image that the picture betrays.  When we come at life wanting to take everything at face value the nuances of meaning escape us.  The picture in this post is exactly what the title describes but it is not at all what we would perceive based on experience and preconceptions.

This necessarily challenges us to explore the nature of truth.  If a bean bag is a bag filled with white beans sewn together to be tossed during backyard recreation then is it possible it might also be a bag containing coffee beans like the picture and so on?  Our perceptions can cause us to jump to conclusions that aren’t necessarily true in every instance.

The picture above does display my favorite kind of “bean bag” by the by.

That About Sums it Up…

28 Jul

It’s sunny today.  It’s cool like fall.  I ran three miles and worked up a sweat.  Came home and put on some music.  Listening to the New Radicals; I really like their stuff.  I opened the bag of mocha java beans in my fridge and was captivated by the aroma.  It’s true, I love coffee.  I see a few hours of reading and relaxing in my very near future.  It’s Sunday so, “A ciascuno il suo.”

Tangible

27 Jul

I’ve been working at a coffee shop all day.  In addition to it being a parade of interesting people and conversations its just a place I like to be.  I like the tangibility of it.  Holding the heavy coffee cup in hand, warm to the touch; savoring every sip of the tasty coffee.  Again, the happy endorphins invade everyday life.

I find that my mind and focus are engaged at a higher level while working in a coffee shop too.  Perhaps the ambient noises and distractions force one to focus above the din.  Perhaps its the vibrancy of being around other people and just experiencing life as it happens.  Perhaps I get lonely working in quiet spaces.

I got a lot done today and it feels good.  I’m contemplating a frozen margarita and some yummy Mexican food as a treat.  I’m going to say yes to me today.  And that feels good too.

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