Wilding the Moon Acrylic on Watercolor Paper 18”H x 12” W image/24”H x 18”W paper Lex Leonard 02.22.23 Under Moon’s mystery We can be anything we choose No boundaries or shoulds No only one way No musts
SOLD Winter Sonata, I. Acrylic on watercolor Paper. 20"Hx16"W. In silence Winter blooms the Light I yearned Solitary turned away from tumult of day I reach within to know Her presence
Winter Sonata, II. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 20"H x 16"W. Under sky of moon snow at our feet we stand The wheel turns and we fade under Winter’s breath and know Spring will come
Winter Sonata, III. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 20"H x 16"W The still of Winter’s chill snowbound to Earth’s cradle gifts within reside rest for Spring is near new life will grow and we will be renewed
SOLD Solstice. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 24" x 18" Fireballs falling from a sky kissed by a rising sun. A fairytale vision. Golden-winged snitches raced across the blue, soared over rooftops. The end of a fireworks display, that last brave spark to shower earth when all color has spent itself and drops only burning embers to please the eye. They were there. Not alien ships as misunderstood by more fantastic eyes, but geese reflecting an ascending light, pointing to a new beginning, a path to take, a voice now heard, a song in tandem harmony.
SOLD Corner I I. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 20” x 16” In the night, under Moon, whether we see it or not, is a time of rest and release. We are made new and are charged with letting go of the old, the worry, the heartbreak. Give those to ancestors who walk with us. They know what to do. Thank them as Sun arrives with hope and light.
SOLD Corner I . Acrylic on watercolor paper. 20” x 16”. Under Sun, three blooms sans vase, alike but different. We come together as physical beings intersecting, then moving on. Corners intersect and what we see is a solid space. Yet the lines of that corner, the inner being, move out to eternity. We meet here but for a short time. You may rest. It’s not the end. Bloom. Be part of the whole, but don’t lose your presence.
SOLD. Colorado Dream. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 18" x 24" May you walk your dreams to their very end. May you dance your story to the music of delight. May you kiss your true love under the smile of the moon. May Light encircle you from above and below, on your right and on your left, in front of you and behind you and shine from within forever more.
Honor. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 18" x 24"
Hecate Acrylic on watercolor paper 24” H x 18” W I asked my muse to open my heart, free my soul, a surrendering, A sacred place to waltz in the whisper of her breath.
Through The Looking Glass. Acrylic on Watercolor Paper. 20” x 16” I stand on either side, it is always a reflection of self. I see in others what I see in myself. Outside forces, be they helpful or a hindrance, it is my perception, my reaction, my acknowledgement that leads to understanding and peace. Opening room inside to look and see, listen and hear. Compassion. Peace.
Sitting with The Moon Acrylic on watercolor paper 18” x 24” They are always there, Sun and Moon. We can sit with either. Our choice. Knowing they are present whether dark or light, they bring Light or reflect Light so we know their presence, so we can see, even if it’s “dark” if we choose. There is comfort in knowing they will be there for us. I choose Moon’s rest to sit and release all that has compounded through the day. And I am confident Sun will return to keep me warm, light my path tomorrow.
Prometheus Firebearer. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 16” x 20” Who defines how we are bound, unbound? Is it up to our individual self or others? A combination of each? Does it matter? Or is it the end where we become Light that matters?
Grey Acrylic on watercolor paper 24” H x 18” W A gentle kind of madness takes me by the hand as fog nestles within, a game of hide-and seek ensues. Overtaken under steel gray billow, rain anoints my face, a lavish liturgy unpinned from above. Sweet lunacy fills my being.
Into The Woods. 20” x 16”. Acrylic on watercolor paper. “Into the woods to get the thing that makes it worth the journeying…” Ancestors behind. Before. Beside. I journey into the woods where that which is ever present, is ever present. But maybe not how I perceive it when I am out of the woods. Journey changes the soul. It gives me a new lens with which to see whether I am in, but more importantly out of the woods.
Dancing With The Moon. 20” X 16”. Acrylic on watercolor paper. Sometimes you just have to dance. Moon is a good partner. Gentle, bending to my touch. Graceful lead when needed. In Moon’s light I can waltz away my day or rest in reverie, knowing tomorrow’s Sun awaits. Sometimes you just have to dance.
SOLD Greeting Dawn Acrylic on watercolor paper 24" X 18" There are birds at four thirty am and I am beckoned from my deep colorless silence to join their raucous anointing of a new dawn.
SOLD Bones and Rules/3 Acrylic on Watercolor Paper 24” H x 18” W Upon our broken land We ask for You That we may be the hollow bones To bear and tender healing May we walk in beauty upon your land May we walk in beauty upon your land May we walk in beauty upon your land
Autumn Acrylic on watercolor paper 24” x 18” Three is a sacred number, as is four. And seven. Thirteen isn’t unlucky. As autumn light dims early, rises later, I slow down not to miss its gentleness before the icy storms. I prepare to go deeply into that space promised in the cycle that turns the wheel and gives me time to rest. Autumn is three if you begin with birth. Four if you start in Winter’s cave. Seven if you live where monsoons blow. Thirteen isn’t unlucky.
Earth and Heaven Acrylic on watercolor paper 24” H x 18” W Nil, void. I begin there and I hear you. From nothing, a beat, infinite pulse, our indissoluble song.
In the City Acrylic on watercolor paper 24” H x 18” wide Suburban Urban Minstrel I breathe between mountain and plain, mesa and wide-angle field, on city streets and urban walks, where night’s video-blue glow veils sky. Spirit alights here, too.
Waiting For the Storm Acrylic on Watercolor Paper 24”H x 18” W Some storms blow in make their presence known cover ground and fill sky so completely with their fury white and cold suffocate I should stand just once sans coat and shoes palms open to the sky bare feet against the ground allow your wintery rime to cover me the same as I assent to summer sun
SOLD In the Garden. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 24" x 18" On the strand there is something so small, so diaphanous, it’s hardly noticeable, rawboned. You would think it’s not there, maybe extinct. Yet, it is there. On the fringe are gentle lunatics who don’t do it right, who can’t be perfect, but cleave to the beat of their wings.
Seen/Unseen Acrylic on watercolor paper 24” H x “18” W There’s space between subatomic particles filling the unknown between protons and neutron, up quark and down quarks. Places so small, unseen to the natural eye, I wonder if it exists at all. It does, scientists have proof. And I am there, a piece of me, a part of you, where we dance and dream, and be.
SOLD. Equinox Acrylic on Watercolor Paper 18” H x 24” W In balance of night and day I reach to you beyond the milky way where we sit on edge, a simple swash of light compared to your dazzling beam With your healing I rise with those who walk in One light, who speak with One voice, who dance in One joy with you.
Desert Sun Acrylic on Watercolor Paper 24” H x 18”W You are ordained by your creation from our Holy Singularity, cosmos infused with each microscopic particle, each microscopic particle of You that is part of me and you and you and you and every…thing
Alpha Centauri Acrylic on watercolor paper 24” H x 18” W Holding the jar up to sun’s light, a thick golden syrup, product of thousands of tiny winged creatures, in there suspended, some other kind of beast. From a distance, it looked, as the people of Thessaly noted having tamed them, a man and horse, embalmed in honey, caught unknowingly by the beekeeper’s centrifuge, completing its interstellar journey, leaving most observations to their descendants.
Jay Acrylic on watercolor paper 18” H x 24” W Today is a spiral day the anger and the fear and the hopelessness all coming at once but organized one right after the other they greet me as i open my eyes and start my day i try to organize them for my brain and all they want is each one to be the first in line without exception impertinent little bastards impolite and quite pushy i get mad at the dog i am sharpe with my partner i am angry at myself for the dirty floor and the piles of stuff cluttering from a few weeks ago attempt at clearing out the clutter another failure my office my sacred space for meditating that must be clutter free i am at odds with myself because of those impish grins pushing to be first and most important and what they fucking don’t understand what i can’t seem to make them fucking understand is that they are not important enough to make me feel like shit and i breathe and listen to the birds and write this on watercolor paper to paint on when i am finished to bring healing and i hear the bluejay singing like i have never heard before he is happy at the bird feeder alone right now because all we can get is the cheap seed and the birds are spoiled and don’t like it and it is spring and there are other sources so it is his alone and when this is all over we will always buy the good stuff because that is what is important right now
SOLD Journey. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 24" x 18"
Raven. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 24" x 18"
May It Rain. Acrylic on watercolor paper 24" X 18".
Hecate. Watercolor. SOLD.
SOLD Mirrored. Acrylic on watercolor paper. 24" x 18"