The Art of Catherine Oswald
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Welcome to Spring - Summer at Oswald's Studio Ranch Home
The home of Catherine Oswald & her Ranch Family: Oswald's Studio and Gardens, 80+acres nestled next to The Yolla Bolly Wilderness Area & Six Rivers National Forest in Northern California. Sustainable Food, Power, Elbow Room, and an acre plus Artist's Garden Inspire Catherine on her off grid studio ranch. Most Photos by the Artist in her garden or from the front deck of her studio.
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Contact Catherine Oswald at fauvearts@gmail.com Poem #100 Baby I love you so much Laugh out loud pouring red wine backs down against the deck staring out and up the sky as our theater Our own imax blue big screen curved with the heavens
The year mars was closest to the earth hanging as a black ball in the scope, a brilliant red jewel in the sky a tiny black ball so close to us that you could feel the roundness Baby, woods alone, need your company
First heavenly scenes huge clouds clumping together with light beaming shadowing then, long trail thunder tops huge dramatic draping its tail from south to north following the monsoon up from mexico Lighting up the interior of California with bolt and boom
Wondering what show we would get out of the parade A rippin’ color blue comes off the procession Mars rising ruby red very bright and big at the end of the tail the dragon firing bolts and huge energy flashing exploding within its body lighting up inside out within the beast's glowing head
A chinese lantern gone very awry
You’re so nice, like to do the same thing twice We listened to the small player wiggling our toes to ska and thunder watching the tail raise and lower its jeweled crown polished red hanging in the sky Dragon rage and fire Armageddon design
we had watched this monster form from all the moisture on the coast forming right into the middle of California to our east we watched the whole thing clouds blowing by above our heads forming the most memorable picture cloud event of our lives
Really other worldly, rumbling roaring deep bass sound echo from the dragon like a red sash Rastafarian Lizard King returning back once again for freedom glorious Us, sipping on our wine and Marley watching the dragon maybe a hundred miles long Hard to tell how big against the eastern horizon of peaks and mountain ridges
the huge thunder top head connected with several other large thunder tops to the south ending with a sting of small tops making up the tail with mars hanging right in the middle of the last top at the tip of the tail
the form of the head one thunder top consuming all Firing up and out lightening bolts firing inside the giant cloud, huge dynamic bolts striking within the dragon head and then out the giant mouth and down to earth
Over one hundred small fires later down on the ground And the scramble of every able fire fighter in a three state area The dragon yawned tired and wisped away spreading thin vanished like so many other wonderful tragic dreams Leaving spark, flame, heat, smolder, carbon, and ash Fear on the ground Yet permanent poetic moment memory for me and my baby
I live in the woods alone my baby is so nice Picture that late afternoon on the deck the dragon over my love and me fireworks spark glory color rhythm poetry the rise of mars on the eastern horizon a dragon parade over two hours long lightening bolt head, mars hanging right in the cloud tail awesome
on an electric bolt afternoon now only in my mind as pulsed current imprint voltage left by the flying red dragon who scorched by one hell of a day moshe, 2004
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