Calm Before The Storm
Calm Before The Storm
Artist's Notes: Calm Before The Storm is the image I envisioned as Mark described the horses, their and the air's stillness just prior to an August rainstorm.
Caribou Memory
When memories wander
to those peaceful Caribou trails
you once shared with the Elk
Where you roped then saddled Darkie
a sixteen hand black beauty
to ride fence and skillfully herd range cattle
A moose calve staggers,
stunned from a Chokecherry bush
Riding to its side you touch its soft, brown fur gently grabbing a ear
Its mother charges
chasing you through tall pines, down trails
until drenched in a salty, white foam sweat
Free at last!
Fishing the Jackknife Darkie drinks,
as you hook a native Cutthroat
Playfully, Darkie snaps the fish from its hook
gulping it tail first.
Who ever heard of a fish eating horse?
Reliving moments that occupy our hearts
give life precious meaning
Memories wandering to carefree days
where the sky is always a Cobalt blue.
Caribou Memory inspired by my husband, Wayne's fond memories of childhood experiences with his grandfather, Arthur E. Spackman (1895~1985) Freedom, WY "Caribou Memory" by Eveline Maria Smith © 1996
When memories wander
to those peaceful Caribou trails
you once shared with the Elk
Where you roped then saddled Darkie
a sixteen hand black beauty
to ride fence and skillfully herd range cattle
A moose calve staggers,
stunned from a Chokecherry bush
Riding to its side you touch its soft, brown fur gently grabbing a ear
Its mother charges
chasing you through tall pines, down trails
until drenched in a salty, white foam sweat
Free at last!
Fishing the Jackknife Darkie drinks,
as you hook a native Cutthroat
Playfully, Darkie snaps the fish from its hook
gulping it tail first.
Who ever heard of a fish eating horse?
Reliving moments that occupy our hearts
give life precious meaning
Memories wandering to carefree days
where the sky is always a Cobalt blue.
Caribou Memory inspired by my husband, Wayne's fond memories of childhood experiences with his grandfather, Arthur E. Spackman (1895~1985) Freedom, WY "Caribou Memory" by Eveline Maria Smith © 1996
Mirage
Mirage
Artist's Notes: Mirage is what I envisioned as Mark described this magnificent white horse running through the fields as the sun was setting, a dream image. This handsome white horse comes to an abrupt stop on a small hillside with the setting sun's rays reflections it gave the illusion of a unicorn.
In Conclusion
Through the meadows and the forest
I have traveled
I have climbed the mountain of life
To glance at the world, then descended
In conclusion
The leaves lay stagnant on the earth
Spare those the maple is keeping
To disburse them one by one
Scuffing and inching over the surface snow
The dead leaves lie nestled and silent
No longer flutter to and from
The final lone bloom is gone
The breast is still aching to aspire
Humanity perceives it a betrayal
To proceed with the tide of circumstance
Surrender with grace to the verdict
And embrace in conclusion
Of a love or a season
Eveline Maria Smith © 1993
Through the meadows and the forest
I have traveled
I have climbed the mountain of life
To glance at the world, then descended
In conclusion
The leaves lay stagnant on the earth
Spare those the maple is keeping
To disburse them one by one
Scuffing and inching over the surface snow
The dead leaves lie nestled and silent
No longer flutter to and from
The final lone bloom is gone
The breast is still aching to aspire
Humanity perceives it a betrayal
To proceed with the tide of circumstance
Surrender with grace to the verdict
And embrace in conclusion
Of a love or a season
Eveline Maria Smith © 1993
Bodega Bay
Bodega Bay
Artist's Notes: May of 1998 my husband, Wayne and I traveled from LA, CA to Oregon along highway 1. Our time spent together at Bodega Bay inspired these lyrics. It was a beautiful holiday!
Sunset On Bodega Bay
Orange poppies,
A rocky coastline,
Harbor seals,
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY.
Silver trails
Of sunlight
On the water
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY.
Wind surfers
Riding their waves
One day in May
Just walking along the sand
Holding hands
Mesmerized by the lovely
Ev'ning spring breeze
Boasting of white cranes
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY,
You and me and
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY
"Sunset on Bodega Bay" lyrics
by Eveline Maria Smith c 1998
Orange poppies,
A rocky coastline,
Harbor seals,
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY.
Silver trails
Of sunlight
On the water
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY.
Wind surfers
Riding their waves
One day in May
Just walking along the sand
Holding hands
Mesmerized by the lovely
Ev'ning spring breeze
Boasting of white cranes
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY,
You and me and
SUNSET ON BODEGA BAY
"Sunset on Bodega Bay" lyrics
by Eveline Maria Smith c 1998
Winter Twilight
Winter Twilight
Artist's Notes: Winter Twilight was perhaps the most relaxing to create and brings me to that place of inner peace when I reflect... medium is watercolor pencil and brush technique.
In Passing
Your beautiful flowers are dead
and the whimsical sun
who frightened you so
has fled
There is only me...
(yet it is not sad to you)
There is only me...
No one is left to mourn you in the meadows
The brown grass is covered with snow
There is only me...
(yet it is not sad to you)
There is only me...
That was long ago
what seems forever now
since first I caught you glance.
"In Passing" by Eveline Maria Smith © 1992
Wild and Free
Wild and Free
Artist's Notes: The idea of using Art, Dance and Music as mediums to express a particular emotion or thought has always been a fascination.
Wild and Free and Autumn Dance came about from images I received while listening to the music and lyrics of Mark Geisler.
Wild and Free and Autumn Dance came about from images I received while listening to the music and lyrics of Mark Geisler.
Ballerina
With all the intense light
at play in a loving way
danced, tossed, tangled and whirled above
like a weathered rose in a Fairy dance.
Hasty in love
you did not know, who stood, watching on high.
Fate made you for the winds pleasure
with your soft elegant presence.
"Ballerina" Eveline Maria Smith ©1992
With all the intense light
at play in a loving way
danced, tossed, tangled and whirled above
like a weathered rose in a Fairy dance.
Hasty in love
you did not know, who stood, watching on high.
Fate made you for the winds pleasure
with your soft elegant presence.
"Ballerina" Eveline Maria Smith ©1992
Autumn Dance
Autumn Dance
Artist's Notes: "The Original" was donated to Pondera History Association in Conrad, Montana for their auction benefit to help build Pondera Heritage and Cultural Center.
Like The Wind
Everyone lives their life in expanding orbits,
which travel around the things of this universe.
Perhaps we never conquer the last,
but that will be our quest.
Waltzing around higher powers,
we circle forgotten relics,
dancing through generations.
And we still do not know,
if we are Eagles in flight,
fallen leaves blowing in the wind,
or a great love ballad.
"Like the Wind" Eveline Maria Smith ©1996
Everyone lives their life in expanding orbits,
which travel around the things of this universe.
Perhaps we never conquer the last,
but that will be our quest.
Waltzing around higher powers,
we circle forgotten relics,
dancing through generations.
And we still do not know,
if we are Eagles in flight,
fallen leaves blowing in the wind,
or a great love ballad.
"Like the Wind" Eveline Maria Smith ©1996
Montana Equinox
Montana Equinox
Artist's Notes: Seeing the moon during the day is a common sight in Montana. With the word "equinox" meaning the length of day and night are near equal, I thought it a fitting title.
"The Original" was donated to Pondera History Association in Conrad, Montana for their auction benefit to help build Pondera Heritage and Cultural Center.
Petals
Life is a river to be scattered on
like the petals of a flower
floating by in full view
we only see their humble beginning
feeling anxious, fearful and glad
we scatter the petals of our flower
observing their freedom
each one self absorbed
uncertain of the river's current
drifting away one by one
in a definite direction
time passes by
leaving them withered and worn
though, their sweet smell lingers on…
"Petals" Eveline Maria Smith ©1998
Life is a river to be scattered on
like the petals of a flower
floating by in full view
we only see their humble beginning
feeling anxious, fearful and glad
we scatter the petals of our flower
observing their freedom
each one self absorbed
uncertain of the river's current
drifting away one by one
in a definite direction
time passes by
leaving them withered and worn
though, their sweet smell lingers on…
"Petals" Eveline Maria Smith ©1998
Poppy Tag
Poppy Tag
Artist's notes: When I was a little girl in Germany I would run amongst the field poppies. I want to share a couple of poems inspired by a couple of my early childhood memories.
The original painting was donated to Pondera History Association in Conrad, Montana for their auction benefit to help build Pondera Heritage and Cultural Center.
When
I was five I ran barefoot
wild as cherry color poppies in grassy fields
free like a summer's breeze
From the landlord's hen house
I help myself to a brown speckled egg
Snap, crackle, flicking bits of shell to the ground
Twig in hand I blend its lemon yellow yoke
Then drink the slippery nectar dry
~~
The Sun
Kissed my shoulders
as I picked golden Snapdragons
at the river's rocky shore
Melted snow from the Alps
rushes down mountain crevices
filling it to the rim
Clear blue wetness laps my toes
Splashing, I feel a trillion melted snowflakes
Tingle trickling over my sunburned shoulders
When and The Sun by Eveline Maria Smith ©1994
I was five I ran barefoot
wild as cherry color poppies in grassy fields
free like a summer's breeze
From the landlord's hen house
I help myself to a brown speckled egg
Snap, crackle, flicking bits of shell to the ground
Twig in hand I blend its lemon yellow yoke
Then drink the slippery nectar dry
~~
The Sun
Kissed my shoulders
as I picked golden Snapdragons
at the river's rocky shore
Melted snow from the Alps
rushes down mountain crevices
filling it to the rim
Clear blue wetness laps my toes
Splashing, I feel a trillion melted snowflakes
Tingle trickling over my sunburned shoulders
When and The Sun by Eveline Maria Smith ©1994
Family Play
Family Play
Artist's Notes: Creating a universal image of happy children and their mom at play while picking daisies was a wonderful soul moment for me. While creating it I did a great deal of reflecting on the importance of healing our communities, and ourselves uniting for world peace and healing our planet. Because we are all souls and we are all connected it behooves us as individuals and society as a whole to acknowledge the worth of and to respect every human being, regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, nationality and religion.
In 2010 this image was featured in Literacyhead E-Magazine a wonderful tool for teachers so if you know of any teachers please help create awareness of www.literacyhead.com. Jamie placed Family Play in the Write Starts feature of the third issue, whose theme is Economy of Words. This is where teachers are given 5 to 6 images to show students as writing prompts. Each image usually reflects the theme (Economy of Words.) "We feel that your image is very relatable and, therefore, will serve as a great writing prompt. Also, there is a simplicity in the image (white background) that fits the Economy of Words theme."
The original named "Family Play" was donated to Pondera History Association in Conrad, Montana for their auction benefit to help build Pondera Heritage and Cultural Center.
In 2010 this image was featured in Literacyhead E-Magazine a wonderful tool for teachers so if you know of any teachers please help create awareness of www.literacyhead.com. Jamie placed Family Play in the Write Starts feature of the third issue, whose theme is Economy of Words. This is where teachers are given 5 to 6 images to show students as writing prompts. Each image usually reflects the theme (Economy of Words.) "We feel that your image is very relatable and, therefore, will serve as a great writing prompt. Also, there is a simplicity in the image (white background) that fits the Economy of Words theme."
The original named "Family Play" was donated to Pondera History Association in Conrad, Montana for their auction benefit to help build Pondera Heritage and Cultural Center.
Father
the child in me
calls your name, always in vain
all I ask is a moment of your time
to touch your hand
to see your smile
Lift
your eyes look at me
see, the years are many
our roads well traveled
feel the pain
Still
my thoughts of you
always the same
and yet we never meet...
Written for my father Daniel J. Harty I located my dad June 1998 always in all ways a devine blessing of quality time with papa. He passed March 25, 2007
Tribute Video "Father" by Eveline Maria Smith © 1997
Memories
Memories are images
reflections of the years,
moments never failing
of our laughter and our tears.
Photos in an album
captured unaware,
or a lock of baby's hair.
Memories that linger
in the corners of our mind
moments we cherished,
once upon a time.
"Memories" Eveline Maria Smith ©1994
the child in me
calls your name, always in vain
all I ask is a moment of your time
to touch your hand
to see your smile
Lift
your eyes look at me
see, the years are many
our roads well traveled
feel the pain
Still
my thoughts of you
always the same
and yet we never meet...
Written for my father Daniel J. Harty I located my dad June 1998 always in all ways a devine blessing of quality time with papa. He passed March 25, 2007
Tribute Video "Father" by Eveline Maria Smith © 1997
Memories
Memories are images
reflections of the years,
moments never failing
of our laughter and our tears.
Photos in an album
captured unaware,
or a lock of baby's hair.
Memories that linger
in the corners of our mind
moments we cherished,
once upon a time.
"Memories" Eveline Maria Smith ©1994
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