Lois Reynolds Mead

Art and a pink monkeyflower in a native plant garden…


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Best walk ever…

This morning. 6:45 a.m. Best walk, ever…First, a rainbow…

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Then, an osprey…

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(I was walking with TM, the bird-identifier…take it on faith…) These photos are not with my iPhone because I decided to dust off my Canon that I haven’t used in years and years…proved to be a really good luck day!! And it has been raining hard ever since, which is in itself good luck…yeah, rain! oops, thunder and lightning and now the power is out…oh, well…

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Hope your day got off to as good a start!


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Walk…

Our morning walks are still functioning as our beacon for each day. Out the front door at 6:45 (daylight savings time has made it dark when we start), but each day we can see better as we take off. When we return we feel wide awake and enthused for the day. These are random photos that I applied a bit of app-work to because I am still experimenting with DistressedFX App (not all of the birds you see were actually in the original image and sometimes I just go through a phase where I use my iPhone as a playground or sketchbook to alter, erase and bring a little bit of serendipity into my life. Who knows what might happen (evidently I am into blur)…

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Then one morning we walked through the playground of the school and it looked like this:

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and I thought with some underwear and a teddy bear it would look like my favorite picture I took when I was in Tuscany, Italy for the first time…

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I guess walks help with time travel too…I could smell the cappuccino and taste the brioche…


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Standing…

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Yesterday we walked a regional trail. Since it had rained hard the night before and we were walking early before anything had warmed up the trail was iced and slippery and lots of leaves and galls had fallen on the path. It made for some excitement to be sure we did not slip and fall. I had set my mind to play with Hipstamatic while we walked, deciding just on one lens and film combo to see what they did together ((Dream Canvas film with Bettie XL lens). I liked it well enough and then when I got home I had a new app I thought I would brush over the top (Distressed FX). That led me to finding some words from Mary Oliver to see if I could thread the images together.

I love to walk…and stand…and look…


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How to…

A recipe for taking on the day…

1. Set your cat alarm for early.

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(Our Cliff in the last few months has developed a voice two times louder than he used to have. Some have said that when cats get old they lose their hearing and compensate vocally. In any event he is obnoxious every morning at 5:00 a.m. and as soon as he has us all up, he repairs to his upstairs corner and sleeps through the morning.)

2. Brew and enjoy your Blue Bottle Coffee.

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3. Don your fingerless gloves so that you can still operate your iPhone/camera.

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4. Walk, because you will be enveloped in magic from grey to vibrant, opulent to plain.

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5. Sometimes you will be alone except for the birds.

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7. There might be a convention of 5 year olds learning soccer skills,

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but for the most part you will have it to yourself…lots of clouds or few clouds it will get you started on the day in the best possible way.

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Of What Surrounds Me

Whatever it is I am saying, I always

need a leaf or a flower, if not an

entire field. As for sky, I am so wildly

in love with each day’s inventions, cool blue

or cat gray or full

of the ships of clouds, I simply can’t

say whatever it is I am saying without

at least one skyful. That leaves water, a

creek or a well, river or ocean, it has to be there. For the heart to be there. For the pen

to be poised. For the idea to come.

Mary Oliver, from New and Selected Poems, vol.2


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Pattern…

Monday…TM off to work…just me, the dog, and the cat…hmmm…play!

Making patterns with paint and ink and pen but the thought “What would happen if I…” started creeping in and before you know it I was grabbing my iPad to snap pictures and pulling out that old Blender App to see how I could combine my patterns. Blender App has similar layering blend modes to Photoshop Elements (overlay, hard light, hue, etc.) and there you have it. New patterns that I printed out on Office Depot Presentation paper to use in collages and bookmaking. Oh, the beauty of a morning such as this.

Original painted patterns:

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This plus this:

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Gave me this:

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This plus this:

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Gave me these:

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This plus this:

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Had these results:

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Enjoying “Sewn” with Mary Ann Moss.


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Pattern, Color, Printing…

Pattern          Color          Printing

While in Provence, we went to the factory where Les Olivades fabrics are printed. These are the iconic “Pierre Deux” fabrics characteristic of Provence. I was excited to see the silk-screen process. (You may remember that when I entered my first Duomo in Italy I decided my goal was to become the intern sitting on the floor cleaning ancient mosaics with a tooth-brush; when I marbled paper in a paper store in Florence I wanted to hire on to be their “marbler”; and Paris made me think I could get hired to paint walls the colors that the Musee D’Orsay has chosen.) Now that I have returned from Provence I want to follow in the steps of the many Cheesemen I saw in the marches (my friend Lisa and I have signed up for a cheese making class in August) and I keep wondering why I spent so many years in that classroom when I could have been learning how to be a master-printer at Les Olivades? The process is very similar to EZScreen printing which I love because its cleanup is with water. Here is my iMovie of the process: (You can make it full screen by clicking the square to the left of the word Vimeo.)

pillowThe pillow I bought at the factory store. (Any one else have a husband that hates pillows on the couch? geez, I felt like I was bringing back contraband!)

patternsPatterns for a class with guru Mary Ann Moss here and an inkjet transparency of a photo I took of the clock at the Musee D’Orsay ready to be made into a silk screen. Fun is happening here!


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Celebration…

The early morning walk of Easter morning just after a night of rain. The sky and reflections cleaned and glistening. A song from long ago leaping from a recess of my mind and whispering across my lips as I walked. Of course, the version in my head is sung by Cat Stevens…did I skip?  Well, just a little…

Morning Has Brokenby Eleanor Farjeon

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God’s recreation of the new day

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IMG_9375IMG_9385IMG_9398IMG_9379IMG_9386IMG_9387IMG_9392And the release of a rehabbed red-tailed hawk…back to its home after recovery…