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One day I found this insect on the floor, close to the
dinner table. It looked so life like that I put it on a ledge
to see what would happen.
Then came the waiting. I waited at least half a year (not exaggerating!), before its body started disintegrating.
For me personally it reminds me how last year
was ending. I felt changes would be ahead,
and I have kept waiting
until change will arrive.
Have you had something similar happen?


Something very opposite also happened, dipping into last year, that changes were happening so fast that it felt “too fast.”


Left the church last August where I painted. Hooked up with another church closer by at the end of September. Because the service is half in Hebrew, hubs who has trouble hearing, had a hard time keeping up, so we looked for another church by the end of November.

This a better fit for us, also closer to home. Have painted there the last three weeks, and am on life stream of Natoma Vineyard on Facebook on Sunday now.
Right at the end, you see below, I changed the little boy
on the right, into someone grabbing the press (better
design to have more focus on the main theme).


Oil, 24 x 24, The Wine Press, © St Germain

About finished with this painting, except for a few minor improvements. I titled it The Wine Press. This was how it was done in the old days, By hand, or rather, by feet! Had the sense, that people here have that feeling of beings crushed and smashed by life events. The encouraging result is, that it is crushed into something delightful: “wine.”
Am excited that it turned into a new approach of painting too. Much darker and mysterious.
The people who go here ,are not used to painting as an act of worship, so they are intrigued.


A transformation in my environment

This bend in the river looks wild, almost inhabitable in winter




In summer it looks like this. I made sure it was the same spot! We have only one river that makes this bend, and when we pass there’s only one point for a good drive-by shot. What a transformation!


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  1. I loved and laughed that you used the expressions, “drive by” and “hook up” in the same post and you’re talking about painting. That river bend looks cold even though I know it’s summer. Maybe because I just got in and my hands are like ice mittens.
    I love, love, LOVE the “Wine Press.” Could be one of my Italian hillbilly relatives squashing those grapes. Grandpa used to make wine and I can smell it coming from your painting.


  2. How intriguing to be painting in church – is this while the service is going on? I recently went to a concert where an artists painted during one of the acts. Amazing! I have a piece of lemon stuck all over with cloves that is slowly dehydrating on my patio. It is supposed to keep the flies away. Not sure if it works or not. Have a great week.


  3. I like that the hillside still looks green even when the river is lower. Creativity, in general, as a form of worship is an intriguing concept to wrap my brain around. That’s cool how changing the position of the little boy certainly made a difference to the focus of your painting. There used to be a winery in our area that had a wine stomping celebration every Fall. Never went though, my loss. Cheers to positive changes!


  4. My father pressed grapes in that traditional way for almost his whole life. I really know that work. (Can you imagine a little girl screaming for curiosity and willing to try??) Your painting is beautiful – love the feet of the main character. All the best for the week ahead!


  5. Transformation is the first word that comes to mind when I am in my garden. It is a magical place where things are constantly changing and transforming. Now burgeoning, soon to decay, only to sprout forth from the soil once again.


  6. Your painting is full of rich mystery, Jesh. My father is quite deaf and communicating with most people is extremely difficult for a man of his advanced years. However, we two still manage to communicate – as long as there is good will between us.


  7. I love your painting, the darkness gives it depth and mystery. We have no snow, only wet and grey days. The climate is very odd these days. Wishing you a great new week.


  8. Do you have tomato plants? I think that is a sphinx moth, from a tomato hornworm. I finally got my journal maps from last trip inked and painted. So far this trip all I’ve been able to do is sketch in pencil and hope I’ll find time when I get home to finish them up. – Margy


  9. I like your painting, Jesh. My father-in-law made his own wine–a custom from his life that was mostly lived in Italy. He used a press that had to be rotated by hand. It has been very snowy here–winter has really arrived!


  10. I’m intrigued too by your painting as a way to worship. I can imagine those around you loving this artistic expression. Your painting of the grapes is so lovely. You’re welcome to visit my church in San Diego any time and paint all you want!


  11. My husband is also hard of hearing, he has new hearing aids that he likes and I don’t have to listen to the TV at deafening volume, as he listens through the aids! Kinda cool. He can also listen to his phone through them as well as they have blue tooth!


  12. I think that in parts of southern Italy they still tread grapes in the traditional manner, and not just for the tourists.


  13. Wow! Quite a difference in the shrubbery between seasons. With all the evergreen trees we can barely tell the difference between the seasonal vegetation except for the Red (Swamp) Maples and Pond Cypress trees. The former turn red in winter while the cypress loses its leaves.


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