December 06,2019


                       #11  DESERT NIGHT


G.B. was in Oklahoma visiting a new grandbaby while I sat beside London in the darkness, listening to an old “hooty-owl” on a nearby cactus, and breathing the sweet essence of juniper wood burning in the stone fire pit at the edge of my butte.

            I watched the moon rise and etch the outlines of desert mesas and stately saguaros. I saw sparks rise to join stars in the blue-black sky. I heard cattle rustling in the darkness at the base of my butte. I heard the bray of a burro tethered down the pass and the yaps and shrieks of coyotes, who, like London and I, lived this night, in this desert place, on this wondrous

            I stared past the fire into the darkness and thought, this must be like the first Christmas. I looked into the dark night sky, not for snow, not for Santa, I looked for an unusually large star.

Posted by Charlotte Madison at 12:51
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For over forty years, painting related totally to the American Southwest. It was people of the dry hot desert, solid mesas, cacti, stone and canyons that made my heart leap.

When I realized I would never see the desert again, I began a search for something to paint. Nana suggested, B.C, vineyards and took me to Penticton where I did one painting. Nana and Gary then began to take me on Mystery tours of the island and always included a vineyard. But they all were so green! So many leaves so many trees - I don't do trees and I rarely use green - dont really like looking at green, but I got started on a duty series not an inspired series.

I guess it was July or early August when we were driving home from a winery visit. I was grousing about painting the Festive Flying Grape series when Gary said "Start another series, you can work on more than one at a time."

For some reason those words triggered the words "I could paint the Island artists!" Nana and Gary agreed and it was the topic of conversation all the way home

For a while I was afraid I wouldn't get volunteers to pose but it is rolling and each one offers something special to inspire me. And it is lovely to feel all I am doing was sparked by Gary and like all I do, supported by Nana.

April Update 2012 Sixteen fine artists, many of national repute, have posed for Artists of Vancouver Island and many are booked or promised. There will be no poses after June 30,2012. When I have painted all twenty-five I will turn my thought to . . . what next?