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Burnished

leaves
leaves

Burnished

Burnished by frost and bitter wind, they will hold to the tree in defiance of winter.

This little cluster of leaves hangs at eye level outside my studio window. A reminder, perhaps?

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“Winter Sunset Reflections”

"Winter Sunset Reflection", 7" x 17", pastel on black paper © Bernadette E. Kazmarski

“Winter Sunset Reflection”, 7″ x 17″, pastel on black paper © Bernadette E. Kazmarski

It’s not winter yet but the trees are bare and today’s afternoon and evening sky were completely free of clouds. Just after the sun dropped below the horizon that pure blue of twilight smoothed the sky but for the glow above the horizon. I knew it was coming and hurried to my favorite place to watch the sunset, on a hill with a long view of the landscape, then traveled down to the valley to the Panhandle Trail to see this sight once again.

I painted this scene for my August exhibit “Sun Shadow Ice & Snow: Seasons of the Panhandle Trail” during Rock the Quarry, the annual fundraiser for the Panhandle Trail.

I decided to do this painting at pretty much the last minute, though I’d been visualizing it for years. The scene is one I’ve often seen along the trail on a winter evening. This painting was done from a photo I’d taken one of those winter evenings on the trail, a clear, cold day with a cloudless sky at sunset, the sky reflected on Robinson Run. The velvety darkness of the land contrasts so completely with the brilliance of the sky and its reflection on the water and, simple as it is, it’s always been one of my favorite images.

I used black Canson charcoal/pastel paper and only painted the areas of light and finally achieved what I’d been visualizing.

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Cardinal Camouflage II

female cardinal on branch
female cardinal on branch

Cardinal Camouflage II

Female cardinals need camouflage too, and this lady has chosen a suitable backdrop of dry river birch leaves and just a few from the burning bush, which is still burning at the moment. The male cardinal modeled his backdrop just the other day.

But just so you can see the photo I really wanted, here is the slightly blurry one of the cardinal in the posture I most associate with cardinals, but the wind gusted just a bit and my camera lost its focus point.

female cardinal on branch

Darn, why did the wind have to gust at just that moment?

I’ll be photographing out this window all day if the cardinals visit this feeder all winter. They actually have several nests in the very tall Norway spruce that’s about ten feet from the window, with the feeder just in front at the foot of it. We may be seeing cardinal photos all winter!

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Cardinal Camouflage

Cardinal Camouflage
Cardinal Camouflage

Cardinal Camouflage

A bright male cardinal is still camouflaged against the fallen leaves, but not for long.

Very little snow here, and none in their favorite feeding space surrounded by the spruce, river birch, azalea and burning bushes.

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Chasing the Season

red leaves and blue sky
red leaves and blue sky

Chasing the Season

I’ve been so busy chasing photos I want of autumn that I’ve almost missed the season. Twice I drive for a nearby ridge to capture a sunset over the valley, and once got stuck in traffic and got there too late and a second time got there but the clouds didn’t part as they seemed they would so there was no glowing red finale. The clouds really should have parted as I visualized, it would have been quite the show. But sunny mornings have turned to overcast afternoons, and breezy afternoons had turned to rain. I guess it’s just not my year to capture the incredible display of color we had. I was entranced by these last few red leaves clinging to a young tree on the ridge at sunset on clear afternoon, ironically too sunny to see leaf color because of the contrast, but at least I recorded this little tree’s last stand.

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November Poles?

ghosts dance around tree
ghosts dance around tree

November Poles

Not sure, but they are kind of like May Poles, but it’s not May, and they aren’t pretty girls dancing around the trees. Virtual ghosts dancing around oak trees is definitely right for the season!

I could pass up a “diffuse glow” filter to the photo, above. Below is the original photo, still pretty cool.

ghosts dance around tree

The unfiltered photo.

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Not Quite Full, Not Quite Empty

moon in bare tree branches
moon in bare tree branches

Not Quite Full, Not Quite Empty

The not-quite-full Beaver Moon shines through the not-quite-empty wild black cherry branches on an early November night.

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November Rain

scarlet oak leaves in rain
scarlet oak leaves in rain

November Rain

Even the misty bluish cast of dark, rainy November afternoon can’t dim the brilliance of scarlet oak leaves.

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Opening in the Clouds

photo of sky
photo of sky

Opening in the Clouds

Okay, so, this was a pretty dramatic moment and I almost wrecked my car. Most of the day was heavily overcast but for this one opening in the clouds that moved overhead beaming golden sunlight onto the landscape below. Just wish I could have caught a bit of the autumn colors in those trees.

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No, You’re Not Camouflaged

praying mantis
praying mantis

What’s your problem? she wants to know.

Praying Mantises are usually difficult to spot because they look like a stick among other sticks on a shrub or in a tree. A burgundy chrysanthemum is definitely not good cover.

It’s actually from 2008, before I began photo-blogging, but it’s one of my favorites. Usually, finding a praying mantis is a surprise as they are typically so well camouflaged while waiting for a hapless insect to land nearby, but deep rose-colored chrysanthemums are hardly a foil for a long, slender pale green insect!

They aren’t fearful of humans so I could get close and take quite a few photos. I was watching its tongue flick in and out as it tasted/smelled the air, and I have a few photos of it cleaning its front legs as well.

Spending time with a living creature so different from one’s self is always an interesting experience.

Here are a few other photos of these little sticks.

photo of praying mantis on chrysanthemum

Praying Mantis

I know there's an insect somewhere in this chrysanthemum.

I know there’s an insect somewhere in this chrysanthemum.

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A Fading Sun

seed head
seed head

A Fading Sun

These tired grasses sprouted, flourished and faded in the sun now wait their turn to give back to the earth as the sun fades before a storm.

I took this photo with black and white film in my old Pentax K1000. It suited the season.

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Autumn Fire

red leaves blue sky
red leaves blue sky

red leaves blue sky

Sunlit red leaves are brilliant enough, but even moreso against a cloudless early evening autumn sky, just before sunset.

Some things you don’t see until you accommodate your subject. I saw this tree in photographing something else and was struck by the sparse red leaves, the bare branches, against that endless blue sky. I circled it and photographed it, trying to find the image that described my inspiration, and not until I moved to the right spot, at the right angle, did the leaves fill with light. It’s there, just keep looking, and don’t be afraid to change your views. The rewards are brilliant.

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Monongahela Fog

Monongahela Fog

Monongahela Fog

It could have been a scene from a century ago at the J&L Steel plant along the Monongahela River, but it’s just a foggy October morning.

A spectacularly foggy morning, the type that only autumn provides. This is a bend in the Monongahela River in Pittsburgh, the bit of a bridge you see is the Birmingham Bridge from the South Side Flats to the Boulevard of the Allies in the Lower Hill/Uptown/South Oakland. The steam rises from a concrete plant on Second Avenue, on the river’s edge, where the J&L Plant once stood; in the distance you see the first of the buildings in Oakland leading to Carlow University, Chatham University, the University of Pittsburgh and Carnegie Mellon University. In this fog, this could have been taken decades ago, representing the smog from the mills. The mills are gone, the air and the rivers are relatively clean, but the colleges, the neighborhoods, the essence of Pittsburgh is still there in the rolling fog of an October morning.

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Poem for Saturday: Clouds

pastel painting of autumn scene
pastel painting of autumn scene

“Autumn”, pastel, 12″ x 24″, 1998 © B.E. Kazmarski

Enjoying the outdoors just for the sake of it, or gardening, or creating, I find myself watching the clouds. Yesterday, a storm rolled in at sunset, the temperature has dropped from a balmy Indian Summer with sun to chilled and wet, and I watched heavy gray clouds march across the blue skies.

Clouds

Roiling clouds blown by winds
Before a summer thunderstorm,
Huge constructions in purple and blue
And lurid green tinged with coral.

The delicate lace of a fair summer day,
Puffs and wisps in white and cream
Shaded with lilac and blue
And edged in yellow.

Hazy wisps in autumn
Moving slowly from one horizon to the next,
Never amounting to much.

The heavy purple rainclouds of a late spring afternoon
Looming on the horizon
Shadowing the early wan sun
And promising a rainy night.

The approach of the first storm of winter
As flat gray clouds form in the west,
In their shadow bringing the first reminder
Of the eternal cold of year’s end.

“Autumn”, above, is one of a commissioned series of four paintings created to fit a frame a customer’s father had made by hand. Each window was 12″ x 24″ with no room for a mat, so my pastels would fit exactly into each space. Seeing where she lived and other art she had inspired the “Four Seasons” with images, not from the view from her windows but familiar from the region. This is a small creek running through the middle of an abandoned hay field, the mix of deciduous trees each in its own shade and reflected in the still water. The water reflects the sky directly above, still blue, while storm clouds rise from the horizon.

Read the rest of the poetry from my annual poetry reading and art show at Andrew Carnegie Free Library & Music Hall, in 2009 entitled Change of Season

and see other autumn art in my Etsy shop.

poetry book

Paths I Have Walked, collected poems.

About Art of the Watershed and the Collected Poems

A series of seasonal images of the Lower Chartiers Watershed

“I have travelled a good deal in Concord,” said Henry David Thoreau in Walden, his paradox of exploring a small town and its surroundings teaching him as much about human life and the interactions of nature as if he had traveled rare and exotic places about the globe.

I’d love to paint faraway exotic places, but in the interests of time I stay close to home for my hiking, bicycling, canoeing, walking and painting excursions, that being the valley where the Lower Chartiers Creek flows.

I’ve seen some exquisite sights on my adventures, and committed them to various media. The most moving are the ones I’ve chosen to paint large and in detail so that I might convey at least a portion of the grandeur that moved me beyond awe to action, sharing the places right around us though most people would never see them. Thus was born the series offering an image indicative of the watershed in each season.

Visit my website to see the full set of paintings included in the “Art of the Watershed” series.

And visit my poetry page to see more about my poetry and other writing.

Autumn in the Valley availability

You can find a full-size giclee plus various sizes of digital prints, framed and unframed in my Etsy shop.


The Patterns We Set

crochet and shadows
crochet and shadows

The Patterns We Set

The patterns we set

unaware of the impression

or the effect we leave behind.

copyright ©2014 Bernadette E. Kazmarski

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Poem for Saturday: Like a Tree

painting of birch trees

Birches 1: Autumn Showers, oil pastel, 22″ x 16″ © B.E. Kazmarski

Autumn has arrived as usual, and each day the colors of the season appear in new places. Here in Western Pennsylvania with our miles and miles of tree-covered hills, more brilliant reds and yellows stand among the deep olive green as if someone had stippled a single wide brush stroke here and there on the hillside, just for effect. Because I am compelled to photograph and paint these colors I know that while we see some colors even in September, the leaves don’t begin to turn in earnest, in that big wave of change, until mid-October, yet many hillsides are already halfway there. This year our warm and wet summer is said to produce a spectacular autumn leaf show.

Because I paint Western Pennsylvania, nearly every one of my landscape paintings contains a tree, usually more than one, and often the trees themselves are the subjects; I have included a slideshow of a number of paintings, below. I have gigabytes of photos of trees, just for the trees’ sake, not to mention ones where the trees are the supporting cast. The other day I ran an errand entirely on winding back roads so that I could drive 10 miles per hour and photograph the beauty unfolding at every turn, even if they weren’t particularly good photos; the change had come so quickly that I was completely distracted and it was either that or have someone drive me or I’d wreck my car.

pencil sketch of doves in bare branches

Biding Time, pencil and watercolor, 14.5″ x 20.5″ © B.E. Kazmarski

Above, “Biding Time”, a pencil drawing of the old maple tree that guards my house, with resident mourning doves. This maple has guarded this house for over 60 years, and me for the past 23. It bears the scars of storms and age, hollow to the ground, fragile now, yet it is a part of my life each moment I am here, from my bedroom first thing in the morning to the course of the day outside my office window. Drawing this, in detail, in pencil, took several weeks, working a square inch or two in an hour or so and I got to know the tree so well; the leaves are lovely, but the trunk and branches tell the true story. I added very slight watercolor washes to show the bird’s breast tarnish and the contrast of blue on the upper feathers, and the slight gather of moss on the tree branch, all to give it a bit of dimension.

I think of the trees around me as I think of my friends, those constant presences that are more a part of us than we know. They inspired this poem.

Like a Tree

To live my life like a tree,
to grow steadily from small beginnings,
fervently when possible, and quietly adapt when necessary,
stand in peace and harmony with my neighbors,
bear my fruit appropriately,
bring shelter and comfort to others indiscriminately,
and when my season is over
graciously give my gift to the earth
for the benefit of myself and all around me,
and without fear
patiently wait for my moment to return
in spring.

poem © 2000 Bernadette E. Kazmarski

Enjoy a slideshow of a number of my paintings including trees in all seasons and states of being, and media from pencil to acrylic paint. You can find all of these paintings, originals or prints, on my website in Landscapes and My Home Town, and in my Etsy shop. Also visit my Autumn Gallery where all my landscape originals and prints are on sale until December 21, the winter solstice.

Read the rest of the poetry from my first ever poetry reading and art show at Andrew Carnegie Free Library & Music Hall, in 2007 entitled Paths I Have Walked.

poetry book

Paths I Have Walked, collected poems.

About Art of the Watershed and the Collected Poems

A series of seasonal images of the Lower Chartiers Watershed

“I have travelled a good deal in Concord,” said Henry David Thoreau in Walden, his paradox of exploring a small town and its surroundings teaching him as much about human life and the interactions of nature as if he had traveled rare and exotic places about the globe.

I’d love to paint faraway exotic places, but in the interests of time I stay close to home for my hiking, bicycling, canoeing, walking and painting excursions, that being the valley where the Lower Chartiers Creek flows.

I’ve seen some exquisite sights on my adventures, and committed them to various media. The most moving are the ones I’ve chosen to paint large and in detail so that I might convey at least a portion of the grandeur that moved me beyond awe to action, sharing the places right around us though most people would never see them. Thus was born the series offering an image indicative of the watershed in each season.

About the books and the poetry readings

My biggest inspiration for poetry, prose and artwork is the world right around me, and I enjoy the opportunity to share it from the perspective of one who walks and hikes and bikes and carries a camera, art materials and journal everywhere—even around the house—so the inspirations are fresh.

In December, 2006, two of my poems were chosen to be published on a section of the Prairie Home Companion website entitled “Stories From Home/First Person” for submissions of writing about the place we feel most familiar. I’m a long-time listener to PHC and reader of Garrison Keillor’s books as well as a daily listener to The Writer’s Almanac featuring news about writers and writing and of interest to writers as well as a poem, all compiled and read by Keillor himself. I was astonished to fi nd my poems were among the first chosen from apparently thousands, and so happy to be able to share them with a potential audience of so many similarly inclined writers and readers.

My poetry readings and art exhibits were the vision of Maggie Forbes, executive director of the Andrew Carnegie Free Library & Music Hall, after learning of my publishing of those two poems. I owe her many thanks for encouraging me to present this combination of my visual and literary art, a first for me. Each year I am invited back to read my poetry and exhibit my artwork. I love that building, every inch of it, and the opportunity to bring people in to visit is an honor.

And visit my poetry page to see more about my poetry and other writing, and to purchase Paths I Have Walked.

Visit my website to see the full set of paintings included in the “Art of the Watershed” series.


Red

virginia creeper on weathered door
virginia creeper on weathered door

Red

Sometimes the scene is just visually stunning, especially with a little flash of angled late afternoon sun on that bright red Virginia Creeper. Love the peeling paint, the weathered wood, cloudy windows and the door hinge. Yet the plant flashes its brilliance before it fades, while the building simply fades.

This is from several years ago, but each October, on a day as warm as summer, I remember this moment and share it again.

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If you’d like a print of this photo on various materials—canvas, metal, acrylic, and more—it is available in my photography collection in my Fine Art America gallery entitled, simply, “Red”.

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Autumn Woods

autumn leaves
autumn leaves

Autumn

Late afternoon sun through autumn woods, the best my smartphone could capture. The leaves are changing so fast I think the colors changed as I took the photo.

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A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

Downtown Pittsburgh on a lovely October day.
Downtown Pittsburgh on a lovely October day.

Downtown Pittsburgh on a lovely October day.

Saturday was lovely and whenever I drive through Mt. Washington I try to stop and photograph Pittsburgh, in any season or time of day.

Here’s a panorama I put together from a series of photos.

Panorama of Pittsburgh

Panorama of Pittsburgh

See other photos of Pittsburgh.

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Almost Missed

wild grapes
wild grapes

Grapes 1

When the tiny green grapes began to turn dusky purple and the leaves to gold, I envisioned an image of them in their contrasting and complementary brilliance, sunny, glowing gold and rich purple. Each day I took more and more photos hoping to find that vision.

wild grapes

Grapes 2

It was not to be. Grape leaves tend to fall before they turn yellow, and are burnished with brown and gray as well. The sun was not going to wash these leaves and grapes at the right angle for the image I wanted. But in the process I took a lot of photos that I didn’t even notice were truly descriptive of the change.

wild grapes

Grapes 3

Transitions, poem in progress

I was looking so hard for what I wanted
I forgot what I was looking for
and found what was there
tiny purple grapes
in dusky skins
amid their glowing autumn foliage,
the natural end
of what I had begun.

wild grapes

Grapes 4

Sometimes I can let go of all my expectations before I begin a creative venture. Perhaps sometimes I need to work my way through my expectations and come out the other end without them.

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Not Fast Enough

virginia creeper leaves
virginia creeper leaves

Not turning fast enough!

The leaves aren’t changing fast enough for me so I did a little work on them. A Virginia Creeper vine grew up my deck post and while all the rest of it is turning it characteristic scarlet to red-violet, I’ve been waiting for this to turn red so I can photograph the light through it. It’s still green, so I photographed it anyway because I liked the way the leaves cast clear shadows on each other, and also tried it in black and white where it looks like a puzzle; these are below. And then I skewed the colors in Photoshop! I’ll make those leaves change when I want them to!

virginia creeper leaves

Bits and Pieces in actual color.

virginia creeper leaves

In black and white.

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Watching Autumn Arrive

trees and wicker chair

Watching Autumn Arrive

An empty chair faces the trees, just tinged with yellow and orange, a blue haze to separate.

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All Apples

green apples
green apples

All Apples

It’s just that time of the year.

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Saturday Smiles

yellow sunflower
yellow sunflower

Lemon Smile

I encountered the last of a row of exuberant sunflowers on my way back from the post office this morning. I wish I would have had my DSLR to blur out some of those backgrounds and get even more dramatic closeups, but these are fine. Enjoy!

orange sunflower

Orange Smile

Yellow sunflower in shadow

Shy Smile

russet sunflower

Russet Smile, with a little green bee.

four sunflowers

Smiling Quartet

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