Climate Control while Living on a Mountain

In the heat-filled days of what seemed like a never ending summer, the memory of cool and cold came to me as a solace.

Dreams of Winter, 1994 (acrylic on paper)

Yes, winter dreams, the antidote for hot, wet-blanket like,

Blue Mist, 1994 (acrylic on paper)

 humid days of the dry season. 

The River Way, 1994 (acrylic on paper)

It is one view from window in the mind's eye.

Ambiguity: Land and Sea, 1995 (acrylic on paper)

 Counteracting.

Arctic Light, 2002 (acrylic on paper)

 Relieving.

Cool Blue Skies, 2001 (acrylic on paper)

Landscape Lines

Along the lines of landscape

Ink drawing (6" x 4")

in black and white.

Once I lived on a Mountain - reprised

Once I lived on a mountain - cypress trees grew there, in abundance.

Cypress in Yellow, 1998 (acrylic on paper)

Veils of Haifa, 1998 (acrylic on paper)

Cypresses at Bahji, 2000 (acrylic on paper)

They still grow there on terraces and in circles. They surround the olive groves and interact with palm trees, always reaching upward.

Once I Lived on a Mountain -- reprised

Once I lived on a mountain. It is an ancient mountain, a historic mountain, a significant mountain. Held to be sacred, still it is not spared modern development. Cities and towns grow all along its length.

Veils of Haifa, 1999 (canvas)

Parched for water half the year, yet it is green in spots and undeveloped still -- in spots.

Living on a Mountain

Once I lived on a mountain. It always gave choices.

Paper Collage 2014 (6" x 4")

Do I go up or down? Everyday.