Tiny dancers, star-sprung rivulets, freshly opened vistas. The Counter-Intuitions live everywhere. We can find them here. And I hope you will. Wave on, Cat
“Trace the Sky” © Catherine Rutgers, December 16, 2020
Tiny dancers, star-sprung rivulets, freshly opened vistas. The Counter-Intuitions live everywhere. We can find them here. And I hope you will. Wave on, Cat
“Trace the Sky” © Catherine Rutgers, December 16, 2020
The sayings it came with were bland, at best, and they appeared at the bottom of every page. But the pictures were OK and the days came with interesting holidays and the new-to-full moon phases. So my solution was to create twelve tiny masterpieces. Even when I did them, I knew they would need to be scanned. Here we go! Love every day, from Cat
01 January Full of Grace, 02 February Orbits, 03 March Carries On, 04 April Pops, 05 May Was Surprisingly Sedate, 06 June’s Ethereal Map, 07 July Gets an Interlude, 08 July In Full, 09 Simply August, 10 September Freshens the Air, 11 October Unfurls Her Wings, 12 Alluring November, 13 December Solidity © Catherine Rutgers 2021
01 Glistening Fold, 02 Broken English, 03 Earthbound Facsimile, 04 Fruiting Stalk, 05 Spring On the Wing, 06 Unstretched Yes, 07 Touch Me, 08 The Green Edge Turns Pink, 09 Indefatigable, 10 Dish Freaks © Catherine Rutgers 2021
Simple, familiar things. Astonishing outcomes. An old newspaper clipping with torn edges. My everyday dishes drying on the kitchen sink. Grass in the lawn on a sunny day.
Space Monkey once said, “Nothing can surprise me.” But everything does. Love, Cat
Here’s my official description for these, circa 2009: Deep color and lush texture create a distinctly visual experience, intensified by a modular concept that lends itself to both structure and flexibility. 9 x 24 inch images on Hahnemühle photo rag bright white paper. Printing by Laumont, New York. A visually distinct experience? Perhaps. A distinctive visual experience? Oh, let that be. What interests me now is that the onscreen versions look good, but they don’t have nearly as much impact as they do in print. Also, I’m delighted that the prints remain vibrant twelve years on. Love, Cat
01 Angel, 02 Field Color Wave, 03 Candles Over the Hearth, 04 Mountain Spring,
05 Imagine Friendly Ghosts, 06 Jewel One Two, 07 Simultaneously Indoors and Outdoors, 08 Icon Oh Two-Hue 160 © Catherine Rutgers 2021
01 Molten Glance, 02 The Buoyant Fragility of Hope, 03 Tropical Dreamscape,
04 Where Now, 05 Listening Weight, 06 Scuffs and All, 07 Planet Soul,
08 Distinctive Crater, 09 Free-Falling Quaver, 10 Sonic Bloom, 11 We Still Need to Believe
© Catherine Rutgers 2021
It’s akin to being captured in amber. Though not as conclusive. I’m sorry, but no matter what they say the distant half-measure does not begin to half-way compensate. Nothing can make up for this unwelcome separation. But know that I think of you, always.
Photo by Tom Burnett © 2015
01 Passage, 02 Swish, 03 Gentle Slope, 04 Its Own Particular Kind of Light, 05 Arachnid, 06 Deep Trace, 07 Mothian Splish, 08 Sweetly Disoriented Dream
© Catherine Rutgers 2020
“Ion, any atom or group of atoms that bears one or more positive or negative electrical charges. Positively charged ions are called cations; negatively charged ions, anions. … Many crystalline substances are composed of ions held in regular geometric patterns by the attraction of the oppositely charged particles for each other. Ions migrate under the influence of an electrical field and are the conductors of electric current in electrolytic cells.”—Encyclopaedia Britannica, https://www.britannica.com/science/ion-physics
It was a file-naming typo: mothion instead of motion. But I love the idea of a moth ion or of something being mothian (like a moth, in my definition; it’s also a surname, the name of a gaming character, and a musical scale). And I do love moths. Even the little freaky kinds, but truly the rarely seen beauties. Could anything be more enchanting than a Luna moth? Peace, Cat