Solace, a painting. #Irma

I painted this 4’x3′ painting this week, sequestered during hurricane Irma while I, fortunately, had power. My thoughts are with those who experienced this vortex. This painting symbolizes hope within a storm, light at the end of one tunnel, and the tree allees of my beloved South Carolina Lowcountry.

I was called to be an artist. And as an old old midwife said to me "If the Lord wants you to do something, you won't have no good luck' til you do." So, here I am, sharing what I love, longing to illuminate the work of art, which is everywhere.

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7 comments on “Solace, a painting. #Irma
  1. another beautiful one-the colors more somber,as they would be!

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  2. rivereagle says:

    Love this Charlotte! It takes me to Edisto and Botany Bay Road . . . . . . .

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  3. Richard Dooley says:

    I agree with rivereagle. It speaks of Edisto and in its translucence, of something just beyond what the eye can capture.

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Welcome to my blog about the Lowcountry of South Carolina, a place proud with beauty, history and art. Sometimes we feel a call, to be, to go, to do. I was called to be an artist, and as an old midwife from Alabama said, “If the good Lord wants you to do something, you won’t have no good luck until you do it.”

So here I am writing about what I know, about the 'under glimmer' as the poet Basho, says, the way I have learned to see, to notice. I am inspired by, and talking about the history and art and culture of this place that has called me to herself. By the ancestors.

My background includes a degree in fine arts from a small private college in Florida, and before that, four years of all girls' boarding school in Asheville. I worked as a professional photographer, helped my children grow up, and now and I love seasoned things, good food, better conversation, beauty, my beloved and beautiful Italian Greyhound, Beau. Moved by the sacred places and stories of this beautiful historic land called the Lowcountry, I am here in spirit and I hope to infect you with my love of this place.

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