Art Mirrors Life

Well, kids, I’m 44 and I’ve finally faced the truth that my luscious body is changing a bit. My eyes need some help so I got a pair of reading glasses. I have been avoiding reading books because my eyes get so tired and I LOVE reading so I sucked it up. So why the…

“I’ll continue to stand tall, You can trust me, For I promise, I shall keep a watchful eye upon ya’ll, Ooo I love to dance a little sidestep, Now they see me, now they don’t, I’ve come and gone, AND Oooo I love to sweep around the wide step, Cut a little swathe and lead…

“You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness – ignorance, credulity – helps your enjoyment of these things.” – Walt Whitman The same is true of love, sexuality, sensuality, men and women. Sometimes we just have to…

A BUTTerfly print. Ingredients: Tempera, poster board and my butt. 🙂 Nascent butterfly poised for flight synthesis of darkness wings rewet with tears resting waiting for the wind

Another bit unearthed in the old journal today. I’m not sure who I was writing this to. There’s no date and I don’t remember. Maybe I was writing it to my future self. Maybe I was writing it to the Universal Collective. I am putting it here for YOU. Whomever reads this, it applies to…