The Pivoting Point

Posted on June 30, 2021 by areilly88

Will transformation. Oh be inspired for the flame
in which a Thing disappears and bursts into something
else;
the spirit of re-creation which masters this earthly form
loves most the pivoting point where you are no longer
yourself.
Rainer Maria Rilke (Sonnets To Orpheus)

The Sun Also Rises

Posted on April 12, 2021 by areilly88

16×20, acrylic and latex on repurposed canvas

I’ve toyed with the idea of increasing the color saturation in parts of this painting, particularly in the middle section. I may ultimately do that, if for no other reason than to push the growth-edge of my technical painting development. On the other hand, separate from my visual preferences for contrast and color, this painting – exactly as it is now – captures something about my experience. Maybe yours too? For me, the colorful, muted light of sunrise reflects both the joy of possibility (hope) and the tentative pause (fear) that often coexists as we begin a new day.

Dreaming of Summer

Posted on April 7, 2021 by areilly88

This winter has been more challenging for so many of us in different and similar ways. Personally, I can see the value in periods of relative isolation and dormancy, but I am also celebrating the change of seasons, balancing my wish to appreciate the present with my intentions to create and welcome the new. The metaphors are rich, but so too are the simple pleasures of being warmed by the sun and noticing the scent and feel of the sea breeze.

Wishing you all well and grateful for the connections here!

Towards Realization

Posted on February 16, 2021 by areilly88

18×18, acrylic on cradled panel

Morning Meditation

Posted on December 5, 2020 by areilly88

Into the Silence

Posted on December 2, 2020 by areilly88

Haiku #35

Posted on January 16, 2020 by areilly88

When night falls too fast
Find the moonlight inside you
Then watch the sun rise

©️Amanda Reilly Sayer, 2020

Meditation (safe harbor)

Posted on February 28, 2019 by areilly88

I thought it would be different
Peace and stillness, perhaps
Buoyant rest on polished velvet

Instead, the quiet tideline beckons
Foretelling the pendulum of crescent surf
Of storms and variegated skies

Pause, notice

The sound of stillness in motion
Vibrating stars on a summer night
Waves against the rocky shore

Then the whispered reminder:
You are the boat and the water
Sanctum and sea
©️ Amanda Reilly Sayer