About This Collection:

This piece is from Noelle's ETA34 collection, Cardinal Spring. In Noelle's own words: "Scenes from my gardens in coastal Washington. I wrote this poem to accompany the works:"

Under the hush of firs
are my gardens
darkened and damp from
rains that plunge
out of a sky heavy with ocean
the choppy mirror clacking across the downs
baptizing the earth
again and again

the magnolia blooms
poke their callow heads out
from tangled nests of branches
as the glades try to hush them
but May will not relent
the dogwood bursting with pink billows
that will drift along soon
into needle-lined graves

the light-tangled juniper
hides festoons of greying berries
pale and prickled
my child, newborn
squirms across the lawn
what a miracle the blinks of light
through the maples are
in her cardinal spring

Noelle Phares | Denver, Colorado

Hush of Firs

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woman artist
one of a kind
original art

Medium: Acrylic and gouache on St. Mary's Cotton

Dimensions: 8"x8"
Framed: 12"x12"

Framed

Noelle Phares
Denver, Colorado

Noelle Phares brings a fresh perspective into her landscape paintings through examination of the tension between organic and synthetic. As an environmental scientist by training, she allows the same topics that drove her work in the natural sciences to seep into her creative work. Her body of work combines landscape elements with structural geometry to create fractured architectural landscapes that explore the ever-encroaching presence of humanity into previously pristine open spaces. She holds a BS in Biochemistry, and an MS in Environmental Science. She has been painting throughout the American West over the last decade, and currently lives and paints full-time out of Denver, Colorado.

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About This Collection:

This piece is from Noelle's ETA34 collection, Cardinal Spring. In Noelle's own words: "Scenes from my gardens in coastal Washington. I wrote this poem to accompany the works:"

Under the hush of firs
are my gardens
darkened and damp from
rains that plunge
out of a sky heavy with ocean
the choppy mirror clacking across the downs
baptizing the earth
again and again

the magnolia blooms
poke their callow heads out
from tangled nests of branches
as the glades try to hush them
but May will not relent
the dogwood bursting with pink billows
that will drift along soon
into needle-lined graves

the light-tangled juniper
hides festoons of greying berries
pale and prickled
my child, newborn
squirms across the lawn
what a miracle the blinks of light
through the maples are
in her cardinal spring