Who Are You?

A journal page is meant for exploration.  Yes, you can explore the existential questions in your journal.  It is a place to explore techniques as well as for self-discovery.
I wonder, at times, about the influence of place on person.
Having grown up a few blocks from the ocean in San Francisco,
how did that form me?  I lived there, beside the sea, for forty-nine years before moving to the mountains.  Who was I then “living beside the ocean?”


Moving to the
mountains, what in me has been influenced and changed by this place?

This journal page was inspired by a class taught by Ivy Newport, Sacred Landscapes.

The consideration of the placement of a horizon line is an interesting aspect of a painting.  A decision is made where to place the figure in relation to that line.  Dividing the page into three sections, the horizon line is in the top third on this page.

The figure is placed in the forefront of the study…she could have been standing, reclining.  I chose sitting.

Figure drawing is a whole other form of artistic expression.  I took one other class in sketching figures.  We also practiced drawing figures in relation to one another and intimated body language between the two figures.  In drawing and painting, there are lifetimes of worlds to be explored.

Perhaps a larger and more expanded question is “Who am I during this pivotal time in history?”  or “Who am I in the light of a global pandemic?”  It is astonishing, really, to have such a cataclysmic, unifying event across the planet.  It’s hard to put the proverbial head in the sand at such a time.  It feels to me like we are being called to take a stand on behalf of our earth and the unsustainable ways that we’ve been living up to now.  What are your thoughts?


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I am a writer, a seeker, a discoverer, a poet, a painter, a woman with something to say about a variety of topics. Some topics are difficult but they are real. Some are sheer silliness.

6 thoughts on “Who Are You?”

  1. Beautiful post! In my world, I refer to this concept as “spirit of place.” We can look at where we live, or places we’ve lived, and ask ourselves what the earth was requiring of us living on that piece of land. Were we good stewards? I’ve even tried to leave locations before, and been delayed by years, because something more was needed from me by that place, or perhaps vice versa. Thank you for your thoughtful questions and tender art… you’ve made me contemplate my horizon…

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    1. Hi Liz,
      Thank you for your thoughtful and thought-provoking comment. At this time, I am blessed to live in a small cottage on a generous (as in fruit trees) piece of the earth. It seems to me that one way to steward this place is to return to the earth with offering gratitude. You’ve left me with something more to contemplate.


  2. Living just blocks from the ocean in San Francisco would seem to be a very unique and influential experience. I think our outer landscapes create unique feelings that stay with us as we go through life, and actually help shape our inner landscapes and atmospheres. I was very influenced by living in the foothills of the majestic San Gabriel Mountains as a kid. They are still there in my psyche….a powerful presence. Living in high desert in Oregon with views of the Cascade Mountains was also influential…..the smell of sage and the Milky Way at night so wonderful.
    Who am I during this pivotal time? It feels like my inner landscape is in a more or less constant state of flux. I will say that I have gotten even more outspoken than I was before about the problems we are facing, and I’m trying to figure out how I can be part of solutions. I worry things wouldn’t change to benefit the earth. I can feel myself wanting to hop up on my soapbox so will stop and thank you for your post and charming painting.

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  3. Cathy,
    These days, I don’t think we can afford to be quiet. I’m practicing more and more addressing things that arise rather than allowing them to pass by unresponded to. Sometimes, it’s not easy because in my younger years, to speak up felt life-threatening. So, it’s been a real practice to stand in my own center and speak from there. I picture you carrying a little soapbox around with you on which, every now and then, you set it down and stand up on it and speak what’s true for you…what you’d like others to be conscious of. Good for you.


    1. Christine,
      Thank you so much for offering me the image of a portable soapbox! I will carry this image. I found out later in my life that a great grandmother who I never met would sometimes walk to town from her farm when she had something to say. She would stand on a tree stump and speak. I was astonished to learn this. I carry this image in my heart too. Thank you so much for your comment and support. It put a smile on my face. I hope you have a nice day!

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