Fall Colors

Falls colors are more muted than spring, but they’re still brilliant:

Fall Colors, watercolor and ink by Joy Murray, 10×7″

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Seasons

I recently reread the book Lab Girl by Hope Jahren, a scientist who studies plants and trees. It’s a wonderful book about human relationships, our relationship with nature, nature’s indifference to us, and mental health. In the book she talks about how trees and plants don’t depend on the weather to tell them when it’s time to start preparing for winter, they depend on the length of the days and nights. Although they have a whole network of roots and fungi helping them communicate and keep vigilant against invaders.

We are in a season where the days are shortening. September is often still hot and summery here in Memphis, though it’s been quite rainy lately. I’ve noticed the oak trees beginning to shed some of their thousands of leaves and acorns. I also turned 64 this month, and I felt like shedding some of the mental weight I’ve been carrying around. The aging process is so challenging, especially with my degenerative disability. I feel like I need to shed the expectations of youth, but I’m not quite sure what will the new season will bring. I’m not aging like I expected, and my disability is so rare, my doctors can’t accurately predict how I will age. I know in the past few years I’ve become completely dependent on using a wheelchair, which restricts where I can go and how I can get there. I like to imagine I’m becoming a tree.

I live in a city that is not prepared or easy to navigate as one ages, no matter the circumstances of how you age. But wheelchair users find their world particularly small.

I watch daily as the oak tree in my yard prepares for winter, as my summer garden browns, and prepares for the shorter, colder days.

I was playing around with watercolor and created this little painting in my sketchbook to add color to some of my confused thoughts, to add color to the whole process. Whatever happens, the seasons will change. We’ll rotate farther then closer again to the sun. Always there will be color in my life and a network of people close by so I can tap into their resources and live as fully as each season allows.

Trees Change as the Days Shorten, by Joy Murray, watercolor and ink on paper, 10×7″

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Moonflower

My moonflower vine has started blooming now that the nights are getting longer.

It’s been a tough summer for keeping plants alive with our abundance of heat waves. But the vine survived and has a lot of buds I’m hoping to enjoy over the next month.

I got out my pencil, pen and watercolors today and decided to paint my first one of the season. It didn’t turn out quite as magical as the real thing – shades of white are hard to handle – and I’m still relearning watercolor, but I thought I’d share it. Every painting an artist makes is not perfect, and some of mine aren’t even close. But we are bombarded with perfection, so I think it’s good to show art that’s wonky and unpolished. Art is good for everyone at every level to enjoy.

I worked from a photo I took yesterday, painting in the airconditioned house instead of the 95 degree heat. And of course, it’s an interpretation and not an exact copy. I had fun blending the blues and trying to capture the lines in the flower.

Moonflower 2024, by Joy Murray, watercolor and ink, 7×10″

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