Searching Through the Ashes
Painted in a three pane window sash of refinished pine, this reverse painting on glass is one of my 2001 September 11 series. Please believe me when I say, it was not a fun or pleasant series to do, but one that I felt I had to do. Yes, this particular event is over now, but should it be forgotten? I don’t think so. And where would one begin to. New York City I am sure was not the only place searching through the ashes. Many good people answered the call on that fateful day. In addition to the first responders, the lives of the survivors of the victims have been forever changed. It only took one late summer day for the face of the United States to change. At one moment we thought we were somewhat at peace with the world, and the next, it was shattered.
Many of the terrorists who participated in this attack were trained for it right here in this country. And still there are those who want to welcome anyone who decides they want to be here without knowing why. It must be great to have your head in the clouds, but really? If we as citizens of the United States don’t look into this, I am afraid we may be searching through the ashes again.
Another of the 2001 September 11 paintings, “Burning Towers” is a reverse painting on glass in a frame rather than a window sash. I used reds and blues with the white to create what I hope to convey as a patriotic feeling for the U.S. The colors are there to say, “Yes even through this terrible event, it is still our America.” and “This is still our land, no matter how you try to hurt us, we will persevere.”
Time has passed since 2001 September 11, and I hope that I am not alone in feeling pride in our country. I am not the only one in town flying the re white and blue colors, and may it remain that way for centuries yet to come. I firmly believe we are headed in the right direction with the outcome of the 2016 election of President Trump. Even though I thought it might require several decades to right our economy after the past administration, my mind has been changed, and I feel so much more hopeful. Butt there are those who would like to ignore our electorate system and put their own ‘preferred’ in place. It doesn’t matter to them that this goes against what our country was founded on. The unfortunate part is they at powerful enough to censor the voices they do not care to hear, such as that of Bill O’Reilly from Fox News. I am not an extroverted person, don’t see too many people in the course of a day, but I know for a fact that I’m not the only one who misses his presence.
Painted in a window sash, as this scene may have been seen by someone, is a reverse painting on glass titled ‘Remembering NYCFD’. It is one of my series on 2001 September 11. I suppose you could say that this series of paintings commemorates a catastrophe, but I think of it now as the moment in time when Americans pulled together their resourses, We now have a lasting reminder of what can happen when we let our guard down. Children born since the year 2000 will have no memory of it of course, so it is up to us to never forget the occurrences of that dreadful day in history. The widows and widowers left behind will remember 2001 September 11 and Remembering NYCFD for the rest of their lives. So will the first responders who gave their all to find survivors and clean up the mess. I, personally was here in central New York State at the time, It was my day off from work. I lived alone, and there never seemed to be a time when there wasn’t a lot to get done. Every station on television was playing roughly the same broadcast of first the world trade center being hit, and then the Pentagon, and the news of the plane that went down in rural Pennsylvania. All I could think was that it was the bombing of Pearl Harbor over again. So much to do here, but so very unimportant in retrospect. May this awful lesson in history never be forgotten. To see more of my work like Remembering NYCFD, go to
As are some of my other 2001 September 11 paintings, this one was painted in a refinished window sash as it may have been viewed from inside a house or business place at the time of this tragic incident. Through the haze of the smoke and still floating debris, the EMT Crew in Washington reverse painting on glass of 2001 September 11 can be seen pulling together to save what they are able to, and set right what they can in this overly stressful situation.
I don’t have a lot of words to say about 911, but I do still have tears. No doubt that the men and women who are painted in this window will be haunted for the rest of their lives by it.
I did not even have the faintest plan of painting this awful time in American history until asked to by my son, who was at the Pentagon with the first responders and EMT crew in Washington at the time. I was reluctant even then to paint the rape in progress. But after I got started, I couldn’t stop until all of the pent up feelings had been brought to light in my reverse painting on glass. After working each day, I come home to paint at night, and there wasn’t a one that I didn’t cry while painting in the 2001 September 11 series, so, it’s safe to say that it isn’t about the money when you’re practicing an art form, it is truly so much more about coming to terms and the passion involved in doing so. It’s about conveying through abilities the things there are no words for, or any other way to make another person understand.
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“Night Fire” is a reverse painting on glass among my 2001 September 11 series. At the time of working on these glass paintings, I thought “Night Fire” was important to portray this terrible day in the history of the United States. Now it feels as though I painted a rape in progress. Warfare has been going on as long as mankind has been around, but to what end? What will ever be gained is so far beyond me it’s crazy, and yet I still feel justified in agreeing with the recent decisions of President Trump in the bombing of Afghanistan. Chemical warfare in Syria was treated with cruise missiles, however there is speculation as to how many tons of it Syria still has in reserve! There may have been another way to handle it, but I can’t think how.
I do not believe any one in the world can get along with every other person, but can they not just agree to disagree? Do people feel a need to regress into barbarians, or was there a time when goodness and mercy were more predominant before “Night Fire”. That was more of a utopian thought than I am familiar with, normally. Please don’t think I am unaware; my head is not in the clouds. But is there not a possibility of making this a better world for our children and grand children to live in? And yes, this world does have to be shaped into something better, it will not just ‘happen’, but first we must grow.
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This Black and White Cat is not the ‘Miss Kitty’ who used to live with us, but another of my pet portraits Our ‘Miss Kitty’ was a Manx She had had a number of homes before she came to us, and was a few years old, to spend the rest of her life with my husband, myself, our tortious shell calico, and a mature kitty loving Australian Shepard. It was Geronimo, the Ausie, who gave her the biggest fright upon arrival, but the two of them soon became inseparable friends. Their one trait they had in common was that neither of them had a tail.
So, our Black and White Cat became one of our babies, too. But she was a one man cat, and the man was my husband. Until the day she had to go to the vet. That was the day she finally accepted me too. It only took 3 or 4 years to achieve this.
Our Black and White Cat, Miss Kitty was one of a kind. I did read that the Manx had this ‘one man trait’ much like a dog, and I also read they love water, but I wasn’t prepared for a cat who enjoyed a bath. It was your basic lesson of live and learn!
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“Night Light”, a reverse painting on glass was painted as it might have been seen through a window, hence the reason for the window sash. Maybe the window was in a warehouse, an apartment, or nearby vacant building, but this is the 2001 September 11 scene that would have been displayed through the window on that dreadful evening.
In night light of the much more recent chemical warfare in Syria, and bombing in Afghanistan, I find the events all to be on the same level. What on earth is this world coming to? The disrespect for fellow human beings seems to be at an all time high point, in fact it seems even worse than that. Even self respect is becoming non-existent, sadder yet. And what about dignity? Where has that gone? There have only been rare sightings of that lately. But maybe the lack of self respect and dignity is where the lack of regard for others begins. Really, if you can’t even seek respect for yourself, what reason could there be to seek respect in others? If one could not be dignified, how would they be able to recognize that quality in others. Still though, it can be seen daily in any news paper printed, how people are continually doing things that would cause a mother or father to be shamed. But they are no longer shamed because they can make believe that they didn’t raise the child to do those things. I really wish I didn’t have to witness it on a first hand basis. The fact remains that they did raise the child to do what ever he or she wanted to do. They didn’t raise them not to do those things is where the problem enters into night light. I do know there was a double negative in there.
I should probably worry less about chemical warfare, bombing and injustices in the world, and more about my reverse painting on glass. To see more of my work, like “Night Light” please go to
I could not agree more than I do with this Robert Lewis Stevenson quote. Think of how overwhelming it would be to be greeted at the pearly gates by any loving pet you ever had! The point of this Spiritual Painting pet portrait is that dogs have wonderful hearts. I think if this were my dog though, his name would be ‘Paradox’, or something about that black and white combination. It would take time to get past the unusual face for me. This is one of the things I like best about my art of reverse painting on glass, being able to study the face and then trying to portray it. It seems to be so much easier to convey this feeling in my work, rather than with words.
The details of this painting that took the most time were the tiny black hairs on the white side of the face, and the white hairs on the black side. I believe this type of coloration in Spiritual Painting is found in Great Danes, though am open to suggestion.
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This Turkish Van reverse painting on glass reads Proverbs 12:30 “Whoever is righteous has regard for the life of his beast…”
A simply gorgeous species of cat, The Turkish Van originated near Lake Van in Turkey, They, as a breed are usually white with a colored head and tail, some with a small spot of color on the back of the neck. This spot on the neck was believed to be the ‘thumb print of God’. Oddly enough, most Turkish Vans love water, and enjoy swimming. With the chest and shoulders slightly wide than the head, they are built naturally for aquatic play.
One thing they do share with other breeds of cats is that there is a limited tolerance for play, and they fare better in families with older children as opposed to young children.
The Turkish Van is the oldest known domestic breed of cat, however, it never made it’s way to North America, and my pet portraits until the late 1980’s. With so much emphasis on exotic animals for pets and the love of cats and other animals in the United States, it struck me as being odd, that it took until the 80’s for people to import them.
The Turkish Van is now respected by cat fanciers world-wide.
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Bucket Brigade, NYC is a reverse painting on glass that I painted some time ago.
It was all brought back to me in recent light of the chemical warfare going on in Syria in today’s news. I must admit there were terrible videos on facebook for a couple days before, but my feelings ran in a direction of telling myself it couldn’t be real, and what an awful thing to put out there. The videos showed whole families being slaughtered. Not only was it wrong on so many levels regarding chemical warfare, but so beyond inhumane. How do human beings do this? It is so far beyond me, there is no way to be able to relate! It wasn’t even as though I was able to watch it closely in the state of denial I had going on, but a coworker brought it up. I did not believe for a minute we would see it on the news, the way we only get the ‘edited’ version, let alone anything would be done about it.
Other administrations would have chosen to approach the subject of chemical warfare in different ways. I am glad this one didn’t choose to beat around the bush, talking and deciding and wringing hands about chemical warfare.
No lives can be brought back. But maybe there will not be more suffering, pain, and death from , chemical warfare in Syria.