Category Archives: Art in Nature

Moonset

Posted on January 22, 2011 by randomyriad

Through a Winter Window As I procrastinate the moon is swallowed in the rising day’s rosy haze.

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Works in Progress January 2011

Posted on January 21, 2011 by randomyriad

What we are working on in my classroom: We are looking at Andy Goldsworthy and studying natural sculpture ideas. We washed the rocks and put them on the towel to dry and then just left them out with some other … Continue reading →

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Anatomy/ A Personal Tour #2

Posted on December 18, 2010 by randomyriad

Introduction I continue my exploration of personal anatomy moving downward from the head. I realized after the first section that none of the exploration was visual because I did not use a mirror, and as I did not wish to … Continue reading →

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Random Thoughts from an Unemployed Mind

Posted on August 15, 2010 by randomyriad

Late in the spring, one of my students set up this scene depicting his interpretation of Lummi Island. I appreciated it because I used to live there.  As I was going through the photos on my camera I found this … Continue reading →

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Windy Walk To Work

Posted on June 3, 2010 by randomyriad

Passing by the Lake on a Spring Morning It looks wet out there, maybe it’s just windy that window is wet, freshly wet wind blown water from the sky Wind waves breaking on shore I stretch into my stride A … Continue reading →

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