Artist Struggles- Ken LeBaron
This journal entry from my father is such a personal story of an artist’s discouragement; it is from the artist journal of my late father. This is poignant for me as it echoes the places I enter in my own work; that struggle for vision.
Syntax
Iris unfurls with very peri, the Pantone color for 2022
Jacquard Textiles – Early MornSquam
This Jacquard fabrics was created from photographs of Great Island at Squam Lake in New Hampshirite in the early morning. First I photographed, then painted and drew. I scanned the drawings into the computer and then created six end satin weaves from this. It is an end on end warp and at that time, at […]
Watch Out! Stolen Time has gotten away already
Time Scheduling Being in the World on a Spring Day
The water droplets on this iris bud appeared at 5:30 last night. I am certain that this bud existed precisely as this photo captured it for less time than it takes me to write this sentence. There are so many things in the world. In order to find my path, I need to schedule time […]
Fully Spring…a past reflection
Watermelon video
I love molten aluminum, ever since I watched the aluminum pours at RISD as a graduate student. So when I came across this video, I knew it would be a completely unexpected thing. To melt aluminum in the back yard, to make such a discovery- would be a very fine thing.
Turtle Shell Symbolism
I found this turtle shell sitting right on the tip of the hill waiting for me on a summer walk. Upon researching, found turtle shells can signify protection, renewal and the old and wise, slow and steady. Thank you, Turtle.
The cows are saying hello
hello cows
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It is very interesting. I have found, over the years, that I often find the most difficult way to do something, and then I do that. I had many talks with my father concerning this very thing. This photo is during the last walk we had together. We were discussing the merits of crossing a […]
Map of the Megadrought – affects all plants, humans, reptiles, mammals
Much of my work is all about water. And I have been working on this for several years. If there is no water, war and chaos follow.
Mountain Light lifts my creative spirit
The light travels over the hills
Spring Daffodils bring energy to the solar plexus chakra
There is something about this shade of yellow. Only the spring daffodils shine this light through
Some of my father’s work waiting to be catalogued
My father, Ken LeBaron, created sculpture, direct carving in wood. My brother James LeBaron and I took on the project of cataloguing his work, and between 2013 and 2015 we catalogued it all. These are just a few of his works.
Mars lost ocean of water to space
Mars lost ocean of water to space About 4 billion years ago, a primitive ocean on Mars held more water than Earth’s Arctic Ocean, say researchers, but Mars has lost 87 percent of it to space.
Student work Wire Sketch
A student sketching with wire in three dimensional gesture.
We can begin to see but true sight is far beyond empirical observation.
First photo of light as particle and wave At last … a wavicle! Who thought we’d ever see a single photo of light’s dual nature as both a particle and a wave?
Lichen color Wet Bark
It is rainy and snow just about gone. The world is brown and grey. Yet the subtleties of color in this bark stand out.
Resist Dye at Penland 2015
I taught a Resist Dye Class at Penland School of Crafts October 18-24
Snow on trees
Snow
The shovel Dialogue
This is my driveway I have been shoveling this week. I put a picture of my shovel. Here is the conversation I had with Emily: Me: “It took me 6 Hours to shovel the Driveway which is .10 mile.”Emily: “You need a better shovel.”Me: “Here is a picture of my shovel.”Emily: “You mean you really […]
snow in the woods
I wanted to capture cool blue calm.
Moss
Horsetail moss I am pretty sure! Always so happy to see green this time of year.
A daughters love
It is clear to me that at the beginning of February I was busy! This is the only photo I took on February 3. It is a bracelet my Daughter Emily gave me. It is a symbol of a Mothers love, and it says Mom on it. I took this picture to show her how […]
Maybe Spring..?.
It always amazes me to see these on the last day of January. These brave daffodil shoots always come out at the end of January. It will be another six weeks or so before we see blossoms. Today it is snowing and I will photograph them when I go by them.
Frozen Twigs and Grasses
The little stream by my walk is an ever changing sculpture.
Vertical Frozen Mud
Who knew mud could freeze in a vertical configuration. I think it had to do with the way the water trickled down the hill. I looked at my feet when it began crunching
Cold Sunrise January 2015
The snow was piling up in New England. Here in Stoney Creek we had echoes, flurries, and cold sunshine.
Student Experiments: Dominant and Subordinate
So today was the first day of 3d Design Class. These students have never made anything three dimensional; all their art experience is drawing and painting. I tasked them with bringing in things from home and/or using what they found in the classroom and experimenting with what it was like to make three dimensional drawings; […]
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Winter Pond
It doesn’t snow very often here and the water does not freeze over. I felt lucky to capture this pond. Luckily the bull has been taken away for the winter.
Secret Keeper
There is an ancient legend that trees are secret keepers. I wonder how many secrets this one has.
Another Sunrise
I do not ever get tired of the sunrise. It gives me hope and strength.
For Dad Finished
I had to commemorate this day. I began this piece in Summer of 2012 just before my father passed away. It was to be for him. It has taken me three years to finish. It has been a block in my work and now that it is finished I am able to move on. I […]
Texture of an Old Beech Trunk
miracles in the small things
Today on my walk there were so many tiny miracles everywhere. Every juxtaposition of color, of texture, of light is a beautiful tapestry that is ever changing.
Humans Dismantle Homes and leave Detritus
Humans leave detritus. What will an archaeologist find in 5000 years? As an aside, I discovered the reflection in the window afterwards.
Magenta Hills
The mountains really are this color sometimes. When we first moved to Tennessee I used to call it the impossible colors.
Incoming Snowstorm
It never ceases to amaze me how you can see the weather change over the distant mountains. The sun was shining so brightly in one part of the sky, but there was a snowstorm in the distance.
temp still life
We have all sorts of strange stuff hanging all around. The metal is cold and the wall is cold and the light is cold.