A Painter’s Muse

I would like to paint the way a bird sings. — Claude Monet The faintest lilac hue, the slender tendrils,  this delicate, shimmering  flower blooms to woo those like Monet who search  until they find art just past  a patch of irises,  under a curved bridge, near calming water, dancing. —C.L. Fisher, May 2022 UnlessContinue reading “A Painter’s Muse”

Pondering Art

“Everybody born comes from the Creator trailing wisps of glory. We come from the Creator with creativity. I think that each one of us is born with creativity.” – Maya Angelou The certainty  of blue in the feathers of a peacock, emphasized by a triumph, of green, a stately sheen that whispers when light reachesContinue reading “Pondering Art”


I find myself in these  merging blues, in magenta blooms, in a wash of yellow, in green grasses and flower-flurried meadows, in the tiny feathers of a hummingbird. —C.L. Fisher, Dec. 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

A Lush Life

Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy! — Psalm 96:12 A smear and dab of yellow wash begins my practice — no theme, no subject, just memory of blooms and whimsy with shape and color, and I find a stillness and peace as I fill my brush with hued water, contemplating life,Continue reading “A Lush Life”

Hued Praises

If you see my art-space — crumbled paper towels like tie-dyed bundles, shavings from my many graphite pencils, gnawed eraser ends, everything dusted in charcoal and dotted  with tints and ink — you might think,  “Such a mess!” But it is a welcoming place to begin something  gloriously imperfect; even great failures  teach me somethingContinue reading “Hued Praises”

Hued Memories

I’ve been dreaming in florals, swirling petals, long and elegant stems that sway in some far away garden, hints of darkened blossoms  taking shape, hued memory awakening me to paint. —C.L. Fisher, September 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributedContinue reading “Hued Memories”

Window to the Soul

The Lord is good to everyone. He showers compassion on all His creation. — Psalm 145:9, NLT This little heart, petals curled and one tear  falling… imperfections becoming art. The beauty of the broken, the elegant “as is” acceptance, the grace given to all creation in the sumptuous truth of God’s good love — suchContinue reading “Window to the Soul”