Hawk & Squirrel’s Adventures
Adventures told by a grandmother. Magical realism paintings from a world where an unlikely friendship travels through impossibly beautiful places.
Where This World Began
Someone asked me once when I felt total acceptance and unconditional love. Without thinking, I said: my grandmother. Her garden. The way she told me stories for hours as I kept asking her for more. As I was telling this to the woman in front of me, a hawk landed on the fence beside us. He didn't move the whole time we talked. He just... stayed and looked at us.
It reminded me of another moment, years earlier, in a coaching session, as my client was sharing how she was tired of being so serious and responsible and wanted to be more playful and have more joy in her life, we saw a hawk and a squirrel play together outside. Not fight. Play.
Those two moments arrived in my imagination together. And in a single flood, this whole world was born.
Hawk & Squirrel's Adventures is a magical realism collection about an unlikely friendship who travels together, makes music together, sings together, and finds beauty everywhere they land. In every painting, my grandmother is there, in one form or another, telling the story. Because none of this world exists without her.
In every paintings, find:
Grandmother & granddaughter
Music in water
Hawk’s disguise
Written lines
Squirrel’s wardrobe
Real places, magical layers
Forest and Water Series
Flight Over Firefly Meadow
24”x36”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
The first painting in the collection. A small victory dance for Squirrel and a very good disguise for Hawk. The fireflies were a surprise. I was happy!
Tea by the River
24”x36”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
After the flight, Hawk and Squirrel land by a river to catch their breath and their tea. Listen closely, there's music in the water.
Two Canoes, One Story
24”x30”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Hawk takes the helm. Squirrel takes the oars. And a hummingbird arrives, because it wanted to be part of the story. I said ABSOLUTELY!
In the Wind at Sleeping Bear
30”x24”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Squirrel wanted to try kiteboarding. Hawk agreed to be the kite, watch the paper on the beach turn into waves.
The Gathering
24”x24”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Around a campfire at the end of the day, Bear joins the friends for the very first time. Watch closely, the story being told is the world you're looking at.
Diptychs — A Day in Small Moments
Hawk Drops
11”x14”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
The first diptych in the collection. Hawk lets go of an acorn high above the forest. He has to trust Squirrel is there. He is.
Squirrel Catches
11”x14”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
The first diptych in the collection. Hawk lets go of an acorn high above the forest. He has to trust Squirrel is there. He is.
Hawk Reads
8”x10”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Midday. Hawk perched high in the tree with a book, and, unexpectedly, a pair of eyeglasses. Aren't hawks supposed to have perfect vision?
Squirrel Reads
8”x10”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Squirrel reading in his yellow beret beneath the old tree with the heart-shaped hollow. He picked out the hat himself. It makes him look like an artist.
Hawk Dreams
8”x8”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on wood
Night. After a day of wonder and stories told, Hawk sleeps beside the campfire. The fireflies are awake, as if picking dreams for their friends.
Squirrel Dreams
8”x8”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on wood
Squirrel curled up with his paw at his cheek. Whatever dream the fireflies chose for him, he took it.
Hawk Finds the Light
8”x8”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on wood
Deep night. A call woke him, or maybe it was a dream. Either way, he answered. And there, on a mossy stump, was a lantern waiting.
Squirrel Finds the Light
8”x8”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on wood
Deep night. The other half of Hawk Finds the Light. Same night. Same call. Same kind of lantern, waiting for him on his own stump. He put his hat back on before he came.
8”x10”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
The granddaughter asks for the story again. Not a story. This one. Look closely, Hawk and Squirrel are already emerging in her hair.
Where the Stories Come From
11”x14”x1.75” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Grandmother, looking down with the softness of someone who has told this story a hundred times. Hawk and Squirrel are also emerging in her hair.
The Musical Series
The Sunflower Serenade
20”x20”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Squirrel plays the recorder from a sunflower leaf. Hawk lands on his swing to listen. Look closely at who is tucked inside the big sunflower up front.
Cloudsong
20”x20”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Hawk plays the harp. Squirrel plays the cello. They are somewhere between a garden and the sky. The music has become the air.
Ribbon of Songs
24”x24”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Hawk is dancing with a ribbon through pink clouds. Squirrel plays violin on one of its loops. One song. Two friends. A single golden line.
Wings and Strings
24”x24”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Hawk dances flamenco in a dress. Squirrel plays guitar in her own. When the music arrives, one plays it and the other has to move.
The Smallest Trumpet
36”x36”x1.5” Oil on mixed media on canvas
Bear is back on the contrebasse. Hawk is on saxophone. And Squirrel, the smallest one, wanted the trumpet. The loudest instrument. It was the only fitting choice.