We are at single digit weather here in Boston and Jack Frost put the frosting on our icy
Valentine's cake by creating dancing, starry patterns that glitter in the sun. He disguised his signature as a Cupid's
arrow sweeping through the fun from upper right to down left! Thanks Jack!
I am totally star-struck by you!!
Showing posts with label Jack Frost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jack Frost. Show all posts
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Jack Frost's Silver leaf patterns
In response to "In Search of Jack Frost" Shirley Yee sent me one of her black and white photos of frost designs outside her window last year. In this one, our artist, Jack, used his window canvas to decorate a barren winter tree with the most joyous flying leaf patterns. Ah, Jack you do love to uplift the spirit!
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Jack Frost's signature
Monday, January 25, 2016
Winter Meditation 2016 "In Search of Jack Frost"
Jack Frost- Second Installment! I am still in search of him, who he is and where is he from.... He is the most eloquent of artists with crystal tipped brush and the swiftest most delicate strokes. His laughter crackles as though the thinnest layer of ice is breaking. For aeons he studied the world of nature. Tracing every shape in silver and in the process opening our eyes to every natural SHAPE. But I believe that his greatest joy came when we created windows. For at that moment we gave him his canvases - a place to create his original work.
This morning he did a quick sketch of himself on my dining room window, well at least a sketch of his clothing and his long and winding hat! You can see the hat twining up the left middle of the window. Curiously he left his face blank. Does that mean that he is invisible? Or is it that he prefers to remain anonymous? Ah, Jack, the search continues...
Friday, January 8, 2016
In Search of Jack Frost
| Jack Frost Design 1_8_2016 |
Who is Jack Frost?? I've been wondering for some time. A few days ago Jack's first winter paintings appeared on our windows and I marveled at this dexterous and obviously brilliant A.D.D. artist. I began writing about him, imagining his crackly laugh that sounds like the rapid shattering of the delicate ice on deeper pools. I wondered where he lived, what he looked like.
This morning I was rewarded! If I believed in magic, I might say Jack knew I was writing about him! My car was frost-designed with an intricate flowery pattern while all the other cars were a simple sheet of grey! Ah, Jack! It is going to an enjoyable hunt trying to pin you down!!
| In Search of Jack Frost |
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