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Love Awaits

Posted on December 19, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Not passively, but alive, like a determined weed, growing where we least expect it to thrive. Of course it’s only a weed as long as we reject it. Once we embrace it, we can see that it’s this amazing strong beautiful flower that spreads faster than dandelions on a suburban lawn.

Oh yeah, we reject it because we think we’re not worthy of it, or we think it hurt us before so it’s most likely going to hurt as again, or a thousand other reasons.

Dumb.

Dumb dumb dumb.

Understandable, but really… dumb.

The thing is, love doesn’t actually care about any of that. Because when we get over the dumb, it’ll still be there.

Waiting.

And even if we never get over the dumb, it’ll still be there. Growing in the deep waters of our soul.

Waiting.

You picking up on a pattern here?

This image is from my gallery, Paintings — check it out here when you get a chance:

If you’re interested in purchasing the original for your collection, shoot me an email to see if it’s still available.

They Come Out at Night

Posted on December 11, 2016 by Spyder Webb

they-come-out-at-night Of course they do. But like the stars, it’s more that they’re just harder to see in the daytime.

Fairies? Elementals, orbs, spirits, birds with flashlights? Well, probably not that.

Those familiar with them tell how they tend to exhibit disconcertingly intelligent, even playful, behavior too which makes them even more fascinating. Or weird, depending on how you look at it.

Which of course brings us to Shakespeare, who wrote “there are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”

Solid advice if you ask me. Which of course you didn’t, but so what?

Good ol’ Shakespeare.

This image is from my gallery, Paintings — check it out here when you get a chance: http://fineartamerica.com/featured/they-come-out-at-night-spiritpainter.html

If you’re interested in purchasing the original for your collection, drop me an email to see if it’s still available.

The Love Within

Posted on December 4, 2016 by Spyder Webb

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Love, any kind of love. Love of nature, romantic love, love of others, of ideas, of life itself.

Just love.

And although love is an energy, and the very basis of the Universe, love always comes to be known from within.

Love of course has both a cold side and a dark side. And from the place where those two meet, there is growth, there is new life.

This image is from my gallery, Paintings — check it out here when you get a chance.

If you’re interested in purchasing the original for your collection, drop me an email to see if it’s still available.

Night Blooms

Posted on September 30, 2016September 30, 2016 by Spyder Webb

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So few flowers bloom at night, it’s almost an oxymoron. But some do, and they’re all the more precious because of it.

In many ways, we are now in a time of darkness in our world, perhaps entering an even darker time. There have been others, some much worse, and the cusp we are now on could actually go either way.

The flowers can’t hold back the darkness. But they can bring life and beauty to the darkness. Those who do, do a great service to us all. They remind us to hold on until the dawn.

And there is always a dawn.

This image is from my new gallery, Paintings — check it out here when you get a chance.

If you’re interested in purchasing the original for your collection, drop me an email to see if it’s still available.

As Above So Below

Posted on August 17, 2016August 17, 2016 by Spyder Webb

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The old saying points to our three dimensional world as being a reflection of the greater dimensionless world of spirit. That the rules of spirit are the same as the rules of our physical world.

Well, to a point. But let’s not get all carried away with all this. A reflection is not the thing itself. You can’t shake hands with yourself in the mirror. The reflection only points to a reality greater than itself.

And so we have to be very cautious when we try to apply the rules of — well, let’s call it the spirit world for now, although that word carries a lot of unfortunate hitchhikers with it — to the world we seem to inhabit.

A reflection actually can give us very accurate and very helpful information about our world. Is our hair in place, are we buttoned up straight, and more importantly, is there a car coming up in the next lane that I need to be aware of before I move over?

We’re hinting at very large questions here, way too big to cover in a short blog post. But as you look at the little (8″ x 8″) painting with its clouds that are reflected not quite perfectly, and the grasses and flowers in the foreground — now where did they come from, and what are they reflections of? — let it serve as a reminder of the relationship between the big reality and the reflected planet earth physical human animal reality that is our boots on the ground experience.

No big deal. It’s just fun to ponder big ideas. We don’t have to understand them completely or solve anything.

Yet.

This image is from my new gallery, Paintings — check it out here when you get a chance.

Cactus Valley

Posted on August 9, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Cactus Valley

Amazing things, cacti. Where a human would die for lack of water, some living things can thrive and grow to enormous sizes.

Some people flourish in one set of circumstances where others are overwhelmed and drown or wither and shrivel up in a situation that isn’t right for them. Take a beautiful saguaro and put it in a rain forest, and you’re not doing it any favors. Same for a lush tropical fern if you put it in the desert.

Thing is, the cactus, being a plant, doesn’t try to force the fern into its own comfort zone. And the fern is just as happy to let the cactus be a cactus. Kind of a nice way to veg out, if you think about it.

All depends what you’re built for, I guess.

This image is from my new gallery, Paintings — check it out here when you get a chance.

Yellow Lake

Posted on August 2, 2016August 2, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Yellow Lake

So other than the fact that the colors are interesting, why is the lake yellow anyhow?

Well for one thing, the whole darn scene is alive and following its own agenda rather than ours. You’ve got trees marching over the horizon, clouds hanging in the sky checking it all out, and the yellow lake not reflecting the blue sky like it’s supposed to. Darn uppity lake, anyhow.

So who says things have to behave in ways we’re used to? We humans tend to get awfully confused when things don’t follow a “normal” script. And sometimes they just don’t. Or won’t. So we explain those things away as hallucinations, delusions, dreams, mental illness, fabrications, anything to avoid dealing with the reality that sometimes reality doesn’t behave, well, like reality.

Kids know better, of course.

Messes with our tidy boxed up categorized and domesticated safe little worldviews, though. Unless you’re some kind of mystic or shaman or new age flake or something weird like that, which in itself is quite enough for those of us who aren’t to dismiss it anyway. Or a kid. But hey, what do kids know?

Except sometimes the sky is blue and the lake is yellow, and trees march over the horizon. And little orbs of light start floating around.

Oy.

This is one of my favorite styles to work with — it’s reminiscent of a block print, a look I really like, but it isn’t. The original is acrylic, painted with brushes with a strong graphic look. The paint is protected with a semigloss or satin protective varnish. It’s easy to gently clean with a soft cloth and water, even mild soap if necessary, just don’t scrub. I paint on paper mounted on plywood, so it’s very stable and sturdy. And it’s small (the original is 8” x 8” x 1/2”), so it’s perfect for small spaces.

This image is from my new gallery, Paintings — check it out here when you get a chance.

Hot Pink Hiding (Xtreme Floral Twenty One)

Posted on February 23, 2016February 23, 2016 by Spyder Webb

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You know when you’re listening to some music and there’s that one riff or unexpected accent that just kicks the whole thing up another level? Or the little bit of spice in the recipe that takes the meal from good to scrumptious?

Maybe Hot Pink isn’t actually hiding. Maybe it’s more likely that she’s just quietly confident in her role as the catalyst that brings everything together. She knows she doesn’t have to scream and shout and be the center of attention to be a significant part of the mix.

The image works fine without her. But she snuck into the picture, and it works better with her. And she knows that.

Oddball. Weirdo. Not from around here. Doesn’t fit in.

Thank goodness.

This image is from my gallery, Xtreme Florals — check it out when you get a chance! To see a full resolution image of this digital artwork in full detail or to purchase a high quality print either framed or unframed, please go here.

Say Ahhhh (Xtreme Floral Twenty)

Posted on February 22, 2016February 24, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Xtreme Floral 20 FAA When you say ahhhh you are expressing, in the most primal way, gratitude.

Rejoicing.

I have no idea what the consciousness of flowers might be like, but their very existence shouts I am alive, I am here, I am part of the magnificent tapestry of life, from its most complex evolved form, to the simplest subatomic particle/wave, and my existence will not be denied!

A plant’s consciousness is probably not very accessible to most of us, but just looking at how they grow and move and reach out exuberantly, with brilliant color and subtle shades and tints, is a powerful reminder of the deep impulse of life itself to grow, to expand, to fill the universe with the beauty of being.

Just being.

Just be. It’s enough. And it’s beautiful.

Powerful in Pink (Xtreme Floral Nineteen)

Posted on February 20, 2016February 20, 2016 by Spyder Webb

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She’s not the brightest or strongest color in the scene, but she completely dominates with her presence. She even has a hint of shyness, a winsome coyness, as she emerges from the shadows.

And yet, even as she commands, everything’s in perfect balance. She lets the others shine, confidently using her power not to diminish, but rather to enhance the others.

Maybe she’s trying to show us what music looks like.

Really? You can listen with your eyes?

I create images of ordinary scenes that show the invisible behind the visible.