We were lucky to have our friends visiting, painter Marek Mierzejewski and his wife Angela, to roam the woods with us as the temperatures dropped: just about every tree bare; the forest floor a deep tapestry of newly fallen leaves still holding hues of deep burgundy, copper brown, and pale peach; and the light spread like glass along pristine surfaces of every branch and twig.
Marek spent hours drawing in the woods, and shared these words with me about his time at Sourwood Forest: “I have just had the most creatively enjoyable mini-residency (3 nights) at Sourwood, and am stepping back into reality to write this brief testimonial. I am a 70-year old artist, working on canvas and paper, and driving here my head was filling with potential works, which were supplemented by the many vistas within an easy trek from the house. Judy is a creative writer with a broad appreciation of the arts, who will give an honest critique (if desired). She’s also an excellent host and her house is warm and comfortable. Give it a go: escape the Urban, immerse in the Sylvan. An experience awaits.” Follow Marek on Instagram @Marek6060. For info on Sourwood Forest and how to apply for a residency, look here.
What a fabulous gift the world is in Sourwood Forest during these short days of glorious winter light. Slanting sunlight brings contrasts, colors, shadows and shapes only visible during this rare and precious time of the year.
