I see creating art as a way to savor the beauty of God’s world. When I sit by a river, gaze at a waterfall, or take in the vastness of the mountains, I become awestruck and deeply moved. For me the world of nature speaks of constancy, order, variety, balance, and vibrancy. It hums a melody of peace and conflict while it calms our hearts. It is full of mystery and delight. Continue reading “Barbara Hawk”
In the out of doors, I find renewal of my artistic soul. Early morning mists over a coastal river or mountain pass, hoarse croaking of a raven, crush of beach shell and sand under foot, wind whispering in tall pines, plaintive whistling of a loon on the lake, smell of rain or a freshly cut hay field; all recharge my emotional batteries.
Sharing this sense of renewal, whether in drawings, paintings or the written word, has been at the core of my being since my first experiences while following my parents through the woods and waters of the Southeast. That sense has only grown stronger through years in wildlife and natural area conservation work.