Skip to content

On the Open Road

I just returned after journeying several thousand miles across the country to Wyoming and then back.  A road trip was the best way to assure that the sage was still growing strong and the sweetgrass still longed to braid itself between my toes.

A lot has changed since the last time I drove out West.  I’ve changed.  It was fascinating to do a trip ten years later with totally new eyes and a new perspective.  No longer a young lady but a grown woman now.  I took 90 West past Wall Drug thru Shell Canyon into Cody and it released me not far from Yellowstone with triumphant views of The Tetons.unnamed

Each mountain peak revealing itself as my car crawled across the last few hours of the trip – listening to Gord’s Gold and watching the sunset over Moran, Teewinot and finally dipping below the Grand.

The drive is still one of the most therapeutic things I can say I’ve done in my lifetime.  Being out on the open road with nobody around for miles is relaxing and peaceful and calls for meditative (but not forced) introspection.  It takes an element of trust to watch the big sky get even bigger but I can assure you there is very little to fear on the open road.

As anyone who has done a long road trip will tell you, one of your best friend’s is music.  With the windows down and the music blasting, I rediscovered so many of my childhood loves; Joni Mitchell, Jim Croce and even a little Peter Paul and Mary. Yet the song that stood out amidst the journey was this one:

Wishing you peace and love on your journey,

xoxoxoxoxo
Erica

“Take me where the fire still owns it’s spark”

Salem Artbox Painting…

When I think of road tripping one of my favorite past times is heading to Salem, MA. I have memories of being by the water -feet dangling off of the dock, a white peeled coffee cup in hand, listening to the soft quiet waves pull ashore.  I was elated when  my art was chosen to be painted on a utility box as part of the Salem community beautification project. My mom insisted we pack up her car and hit the open road.

In total, it took us approximately two days to paint and I attribute much of the real beautification to my mother’s own artistic talent and willpower.  She not only stood alongside me painting the entire time but she encouraged me and added her own piece of art to the creation.

I’m very excited to have the Tree Goddess PaintingOde to the Water and Autumn Scene displayed on each side of the utility box by the Waterfront Hotel.  There is something very rewarding about seeing your art come to life and having it publicly displayed.  There is a sense of affirmation and purpose like you are meant to not only create for your own self but for others to enjoy as well.  Like anything else, art can become stagnant when it is not shared – not felt by others – there needs to be a flow in order to keep it moving.

In retrospect painting the utility artbox was a lovely experience but the real treasure was spending time with my mother.  Days covered in paint – connecting and creating, laughing and talking to total strangers – carrying one another with support and love through yet another part of the journey.

Thank you mom.

She’s Crossing Muddy Waters

One of the great highlights of summertime…music festivals!!  I have countless memories of hearing the banjo, smelling patchouli on the old man sitting next to me and slumbering in the tall sun soaked grass – fully at peace.

This summer I’m lucky enough to be visiting Caramoor Gardens for the first time to see Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz and Aoife O’Donovan perform Crossing Muddy Waters.  This song was originally written and performed by John Hiatt but it seems he unknowingly wrote it years before for this trio.

It’s been on my playlist for the past few months and I hope their sound fills your heart the way it does mine…

Blessings and inspiration…enjoy a beautiful day!

It’s always darkest before the dawn*

This is the perfect song to help you release any old or stuck energy.  Let it go, Release it, Shake it out!

Not only is the tune powerful and strong but the words are poetry…


“Shake It Out”

Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play

And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues drawn
It’s always darkest before the dawn

And I’ve been a fool and I’ve been blind
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
I’m always dragging that horse around

All of his questions, such a mournful sound
Tonight I’m gonna bury that horse in the ground
So I like to keep my issues drawn
But it’s always darkest before the dawn

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

And I am done with my graceless heart
So tonight I’m gonna cut it out and then restart
‘Cause I like to keep my issues drawn
It’s always darkest before the dawn

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
And given half the chance would I take any of it back
It’s a fine romance but it’s left me so undone
It’s always darkest before the dawn

Oh whoa, oh whoa…

And I’m damned if I do and I’m damned if I don’t
So here’s to drinks in the dark at the end of my road
And I’m ready to suffer and I’m ready to hope
It’s a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat
‘Cause looking for heaven, found the devil in me
Looking for heaven, found the devil in me
Well what the hell I’m gonna let it happen to me, yeah

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

Have a beautiful day!

Erica

The Peekskill Coffee House

I’m excited to announce the enchanting location of my next art show!

The show will be up from March 1 – March 31

I hope you get to stop in, see it and enjoy a latte!

Here is a little history and a link to their website:

The Peekskill Coffee House was established in 2003 by owner Sunny Cover. Starting as a cooporative, Sunny took the reins as sole proprietor in 2009. Sunny’s vision of a community based gathering ground for Peekskill’s emerging artist community stems from her years living in San Francisco. The Peekskill Coffee House has become a staple of the city and is referred to often as “Peekskill’s Living Room.”

http://www.peekskillcoffee.com

unnamed-1