Dynamic Dreamer ~ Art Weaver

The Ghostly, Mythic, Tarot & Fairy Tale musings of Lisa Hunt

View from the Studio, birds in the backyard. The majestic beauty of the Great Blue Heron.

| July 1, 2011

I am very lucky to have a lake view from my studio window where I can watch birds frolic, fish and fly. Ducks, pelicans, cranes, egrets, grackles, chickadees, crows, mockingbirds, hawks, vultures, loons, cormorants and a host of other species provide me with a show of flapping wings and glorious calls…

Creativity, critters, chaos and the boogie woogie

| February 10, 2011

2011 is turning into the year of the unexpected. Instead of fearing the chaos of what seems like truncated routines, I’m learning how to accept the unexpected and to be flexible. Part of this has entailed taking on projects and creating images that I never thought I’d do: new subject matter, new methods, bold creative assertions and a sense of the spontaneous along the way.

“Birdie” and The Story of Thumbelina

| April 29, 2010

The other day, we found a shivering baby bird on our front step. We looked up at the nest built over one of our hurricane shutters and assumed the worst. We gently picked up the fragile creature and examined it for injuries. Miraculously, other than being half-scared-to-death, it looked fine! Putting it back…

The end of a creative cycle and seasons anew: The days after finishing The Fairy Tale Tarot

| June 1, 2009

The past month has been full of changes. It marked the end of a prolonged drought here in the tropics, it introduced the reality (ala Kindergarten orientation day) that my daughter is no longer a baby but a little girl whose about to spread her academic wings, it was about watching my almost 9 year old son earn his brown belt in TKD after many years of intense training, it’s about having just reacquainted myself with a childhood friend I haven’t spoken to in 33 years…

Timmy As Puss In Boots: wise advisor and rather handsome in dem boots!

| April 17, 2009

As many of you may already know via twitter and facebook, my beloved cat and faithful model for many paintings was recently the victim of a senseless crime. Though I’ve always been hesitant to let my kitties outside in the past, there was something about Timmy that made us acquiesce to his desire to sit out front by my flowers, conversing with nature in his own unique way.