Jill Bliss

October 31, 2014

Forest shadows in…

Forest shadows in the rain today. Boo!

Forest shadows in the rain today. Boo!

from @jill_bliss on instagram.

October 30, 2014

TBT: A #dailynaturemedley…

TBT: A #dailynaturemedley from a bit ago, a few days after creation, once the rains & slugs found it.

TBT: A #dailynaturemedley from a bit ago, a few days after creation, once the rains & slugs found it.

from @jill_bliss on instagram.

October 28, 2014

Mushroom stripe.

Mushroom stripe.

Mushroom stripe.

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October 27, 2014

Sneak peek of…

Sneak peek of a bit of the secret project I've been working on in the studio. The paint's still wet on this one, but it'll be dry & ready for the holiday gift-giving season!

Sneak peek of a bit of the secret project I've been working on in the studio. The paint's still wet on this one, but it'll be dry & ready for the holiday gift-giving season!

from @jill_bliss on instagram.

October 27, 2014

Sounds of the City

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Asleep, I half-wake at the sound of quick footsteps and a snippet of drunken conversation on the city sidewalk outside my basement window apartment next to my bed. A car whizzes by which means it must be too early for other traffic, probably a cab. Not opening my eyes, I lay and listen to the pre-dawn city sounds.

The sound of clinking glass in a trashcan and squeaking wheels of a granny cart – someone is making the rounds and adding to their collection for the recycling center. I hear the tires and engines of more cars periodically whizzing by, their headlights coloring the insides of my eyelids, still closed. An owl hooting. A door down the street opens: music blaring, people spilling out into the sidewalk calling their goodbyes, laughing, talking too loudly. More quick footsteps and conversations past my window in both directions. Wind singing through the trees outside. A lone wolf howls. An exchange of cab honks from down the block, where this side street meets the main neighborhood boulevard. A chorus of wolves howl in response to the first one.

Wait. What? A wolf howl chorus in New York City?!

I open my eyes as the city sounds and the wolf chorus fades. Dark. Pitch dark, there is nothing to see. I hear wind gusts in tall trees outside. Where am I? I lay still, trying to listen, trying to see, trying to remember.

Ah. I’ve recently arrived to this cabin in the forest on a west coast island. Three thousand miles and fifteen years away from my college years in New York City, and several hundred miles and weeks away from my last city home.

After twenty years of living on busy streets in various cities, my mind is clearly still adjusting to the natural sounds I knew as a child on a farm.

October 27, 2014

A storm is…

A storm is a-brewing!

A storm is a-brewing!

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October 27, 2014

Shades & stacks…

Shades & stacks of pink.

Shades & stacks of pink.

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October 27, 2014

A mushroom medley…

A mushroom medley image from last years collection, featured in a book I made on blurb.com (search for my name, Jill Bliss, there to find it!)

A mushroom medley image from last years collection, featured in a book I made on blurb.com (search for my name, Jill Bliss, there to find it!)

from @jill_bliss on instagram.

October 27, 2014

The cows are…

The cows are bellowing & the birds are singing their welcome to the sunrise above the island farm valley spot that is my home for this week.

The cows are bellowing & the birds are singing their welcome to the sunrise above the island farm valley spot that is my home for this week.

from @jill_bliss on instagram.

October 24, 2014

Gatherings.

Gatherings.

Gatherings.

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