Lily S. May–Life with Art
I've been thinking about the way I tend to work. Perhaps a good metaphor is the process of meandering in that I work in several media and wander among different ones as I move along. I used to criticize myself for this as if sticking with one medium was the only way to be a… Continue reading Meandering
When the number of active covid cases has been high during the pandemic, I have ordered art supplies and groceries either for delivery or curbside pickup. And during these 2! years, I have accumulated MANY paper bags and paper used to cushion items in the mail. For a long while I kept thinking about recycling… Continue reading Papier/Paper Maché Masks
In April I published a series of posts about a dream I'd had that captivated me and led me to write a saga about the creatures, latent kittens, in the dream. In addition to the writing, I also made a series of drawings in different sketchbooks. Here's one I made, I think in 2010, in… Continue reading Latent Kitten Drawing
The first sizable snow came to Southern Ontario and Quebec yesterday. At the end of a grey and white day, the sky cleared and a dramatic sunset appeared. Today brought blue skies and sun on snow. I took a morning walk that greatly helped my spirits. Evening, January 17, 2022, looking southwest, Toronto These conifer… Continue reading Sunset & Snow Caps
The weeks before and after Christmas were hard ones, what with much cloudy wet weather in Toronto and the fear inducing news about Omicron. I found that walking in the neighbourhood helped. The appearance of a flock of birds was a welcome surprise and rescue. The occasional hawk or two gliding above the ravines was… Continue reading Birds, The Sun and a Collage
This week I completed the Day of the Angel mixed media piece that I showed in its initial stage in my previous post. I began it as a collage of early wood and linocuts. Over the week I added drawing with pigment markers and water soluble pencils. The Day of the Angel, Mixed Media, by… Continue reading Day of the Angel 2
In 2013 I wrote a poem that I've made a few changes to this year. Among the additions, I've changed the reference to passing years to bring it up to date. The setting for the poem that I see in my mind's eye is a place my husband and I visited in Cypress Hills Park… Continue reading The Day of the Angel
I don't often use the notes app that's on my phone. So, earlier this week when I opened the app and saw long rambling words, in bold no less, I was at first mystified. I took the following screen shot, then deleted the supposed note after seeing its date. I then remembered where I had… Continue reading A Strange Somewhat Creepy Occurrence
I've been rereading some of the poems I wrote years ago. Here's one from 2013. I've changed a phrase and the order of some words, but the feelings remain the same for me. Reading my work with fresh eyes has given me the push to take up ongoing writing again which I had let slide.… Continue reading Make It Small
Here is a poem I wrote in 2013 after a massive ice storm in Toronto. And a photo from the winter of 2017 at the Brickworks. Storm of ice A storm of icehas descended on uslasting over partsof three dayscoating branches and wiresbringing down the electricityacross the city.While the soft grey light remainsI sit writingthinking… Continue reading Storm of Ice
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