Keira McArthur

I’m thinking about water. Water falls – either river or rain – speak a whole spectrum of the Language of Wet, from soft drip & trickle to pounding slam-hard powerful.  I’ve come to believe that all are profoundly healing in the long run – even Tsunami, Hurricane, Cyclone.  Sometimes tragically so, painfully so – but […]

Another snow-day gift… So I’m throwing paint again:  I find myself working in the round. hmmm.  walking through fire, maybe?  in Tibet? These are all underpaintings, and they’re all humming loudly.  I’m excited to see what happens next, and next… This canvas is many paintings that have all been painted over – I think the […]

New work.  From Storm-Stayed first week of January.  What a pleasure. Here are some of the bits that will go up at the River Cafe – hoping this weekend, if Karen and I can make it so.  Subsequent Gathering tba, stay tuned.   …and a few other littler things. I’m happy.