Observations (in the raw)
I walked into the morning coolness just to see what was about. I was excited to leave the house. Excited to see the results of yesterday's artistic struggle. Looking at the canvas by the open window, a jackrabbit caught my eye. He approached until he was right outside the window. I could hear him chewing. A seemingly disproportionate animal, legs and ears too long, head too small, large eyes, I was struck by his overall delicate nature. It was my close connection to Nature for the day. Being awake. Being aware.
Pat Greenwell is an artist. A painter and sometimes poet, he has been searching the New Mexico desert for a couple of years now, looking for lost possibilities and probable intentions.
"...mostly stream-of-consciousness stuff, you know...