Showing posts with label "natural beauty". Show all posts
Showing posts with label "natural beauty". Show all posts
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Wishing You A Clear Path...
Monday, November 15, 2010
Sea Lace and Sadness
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| Rimmed in Foam |
This has been a sad month for my husband and me. We have lost three friends in the past four weeks or so. Three people full of life and wonder and vitality. Where their energy has gone, no one can comprehend.
I am reminded of the preciousness of life. We are all buffeted by the tide, often surrounded by circumstances beyond our understanding or control.
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| Sea Lace |
Yet life remains beautiful, offering us moments of beauty and contemplation at unexpected times and in unexpected places. Thank goodness for those times when visions of natural beauty quiet the mind and heart and give solace.
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| Steadfast in the Tide |
Like the boulder half submerged and pounded by endless waves both large and small, we endure through pain and adversity.
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| The Jetty Points West |
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
The Weave of Life
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| "Grounded" - Image by Lynda Lehmann c 2010 |
An expression of love for texture as the underpinning of all the Form(s) on Earth.
Observing the details of nature makes us mindful of the wonder and cycles of life, and our own mortality.
THE WEAVE OF LIFE
I move in firmaments of texture
concavities minute as
bumps of binary code
strung like lights in my mind.
I am visual, viewing the universe
in hieroglyphics:
scratches on glass
grass waving in the breeze
silver bangles in lake water.
In and out,
Consciousness swells
before the place
where streams of words
meet Comprehension.
I will die
dissociated from wisdom and certainty
as do all others,
alone on a Rock
where tides flow to Eternity.
Yet still alive,
I choose the arbor path,
a tactile path imbued with inklings of
water, bark, moss, lichen
and wisps of tattered clouds
dancing among treetops,
to savor the likeness of all things
and their interaction:
the Splendid Shining Weave of Life.
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All comments and constructive criticism gratefully accepted! I don't know anything about poetry--have not studied it since high school--but still I have the compulsion to write it from time to time.
All images and text on this blog are copyrighted material, and may be used only with written permission by the author/artist, except where syndication rights have been granted. All other rights reserved. Please visit my primary art site at Lynda Lehmann Painting and Photography if you would like to see my paintings and more of my nature photography and digital art.
Monday, October 11, 2010
A Bee and A Ladybug
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| A Bee and A Ladybug - Image c 2010 Lynda Lehmann |
Nature is always full of surprises. I shot this image on my walk today. Looking closely at this patch of Daisies, it seemed strange enough to find a huge bee perched so close to a Ladybug. But it was a green Ladybug, of all things! Or maybe she is another kind of beetle that I'm unable to identify.
If you enlarge the photo, you can see her just to the right of the bee. Do you have any knowledge on this? Have I missed the evolution of orange Ladybugs to green?
Friday, October 1, 2010
Twice the River: An Autumn Encounter with Reflections in Still Water
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| Twice the River - Image c Lynda Lehmann |
This view of a stream in the White Mountain National Forest on a still and sunny afternoon, pulled me in. The reflections are as mesmerizing as the scene itself, giving one twice the natural beauty to ponder. Reflections on a still, watery surface bring up many thoughts for me: multi-dimensionality, transience versus permanence, the possibility of parallel universes, the world as patterns of light, the nature of reality. And certainly, the ever-changing countenance of our natural world. Infinity....
I could lose myself in the deep woods for hours, if not days. Just being there is for me, a peak experience. Joyful encounter, there for the taking. Or should I say: "par-taking," as there is no element of plundering or stealing in my encounter. Except for taking home photographs, of course, which preserves the experience through time.
To find such beauty and joy: what serendipity!
All images and text on this blog are copyrighted material, and may be used only with written permission by the author/artist, except where syndication rights have been granted. All other rights reserved. Please visit my primary art site www.lehmann.myexpose.com/gallery if you would like to see my paintings and more of my photography and digital art.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
At One and in Harmony: Perceptions from the Middle of the Lake
I swam along the narrow, fertile strip of land between two islands today.
The water was tepid, and the whole world shone in shades of blue and green, reamed with streaming ribbons of silver, turning in the warmth of sunlight.
The wind whispered through the pines, carrying their perfume. Golden grasses bowed to the breeze and I floated on my back,
breathing Earth, Water, Sky into my soul.
breathing Earth, Water, Sky into my soul.
Buoyant with beauty, I'm still floating, hours later....
-- Lynda Lehmann
-- Lynda Lehmann


All images and text on this blog are copyrighted material, and may be used only with written permission by the author/artist, except where syndication rights have been granted. All other rights reserved. Please visit my primary art site www.lyndalehmann.com if you would like to see my paintings and more of my photography and digital art.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Sunsets of the Heart
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| Clarity of Spirit - Image c Lynda Lehmann |
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| Evening Enchantment - Image c Lynda Lehmann |
What do you think of when you see a gorgeous sunset? Do you feel joyous? Or do you become a bit wistful, or maybe downright forlorn? Maybe you feel regrets for the past or hopes for the future. Or a nameless mix of strong emotions that you would not even try to identify....
For me the latter is the case. So many attitudes, perceptions, and emotions seem to surface in the face of that glory: a brilliant, flaming sky that signifies the end of another day of the life cycle. It's hard to separate or put into words what I'm thinking or feeling. Yet I'm grateful for the inspiration and catharsis of it.
I will think of all my blogging friends when I bear witness to the sunset tonight, and wish for each of you to experience much beauty and peace in your lives.
All images and text on this blog are copyrighted material, and may be used only with written permission by the author/artist, except where syndication rights have been granted. All other rights reserved. Please visit my primary art site www.lyndalehmann.com if you would like to see my paintings and more of my photography and digital art.
Friday, June 4, 2010
A Ballet of Blossoms

Peachy Petals - Lynda Lehmann c 2009
Watch the petals of irises sway, billow and gently gesture in the breeze. It's like watching a ballet: the dance of sweet spring air over translucent sheaths of brilliant color, orchestrated interplay of air, color, and light....
Irises may be my favorite flower, for their intricate, sculptural forms, whose graceful spatial relationships flourish in 3-D. I think they're much more interesting than tulips, for example, whose colors are just as beautiful but whose petals form a more symmetric and predictable, cup-like structure. As with the process when I paint, I enjoy variety and a few surprises!
The closer I move with my eye or my view through the camera, the more I see of the fantastic architecture of the flower kingdom.
What's your favorite flower?
All images and text c Lynda Lehmann. If you would like to view more of my art or make a purchase, please visit Lynda Lehmann Painting and Photography or my gallery at Imagekind, where you can choose from several sizes and paper types or buy my prints plain or matted and framed.
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Saturday, February 13, 2010
Envisioning a Web of Light
Today was gray--a raw, damp, winter day. The solid stripes of snow slathered on the north sides of all the trees we saw along the roads we drove, had not yet melted or been blown off the bark by the wind. The dirty but otherwise undisturbed snow-cover gave the landscape a formidable look, reduced to a blatant, cold contrast of black and white. It was a day bereft of color and warmth. Snow and ice-sheathed and chilly, without a trace of color to behold in sky or forest, without the generous wafting scents or caressing breezes of spring.
Old Man Winter really is a stingy curmudgeon! I had to close my eyes to find an image that was warm and inviting, and I remembered summer days spent dangling ankles in river water and staring into endless reams of light thrown upon the lake by the nurturing sun. I came home and had to upload this image, to remind us all that warmer, more gentle and affirming days are on their way....
Impressionistic images like this are among my favorites. I could spend hours or days filling my "cup of beauty" with the shimmering patterns of sunlight on water and the pebbles underneath.
Image and text copyright Lynda Lehmann. All rights reserved.
If you would like to view my art or make a purchase, please visit Lynda Lehmann Painting and Photography or my gallery at Imagekind, where you can choose from several sizes and paper types or buy my prints plain or matted and framed.
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