Art Mirrors Life
The inspiration for my Illustration Friday submission.
Art mirrors life, as they say.
The inspiration for my Illustration Friday submission.
Art mirrors life, as they say.
When you are stripped bare and are so transparent you feel as though you have no skin. When time is suspended and the world opens up to a new possibility that you could never have imagined. When the scent of honeysuckle in the night air or the tender kiss from your child makes your heart…
I have been synthesizing a lot of late. I have been walking more and more squarely into developing my psychic awareness and living a more spirit-led life. This means consciously choosing pretty much everything and living in a place of open surrender. It means when things don’t feel quite right, I have to listen. It…
I wonder how many women have written or thought, “I am not a side dish, an appetizer, or dessert. I am an entree.” I am not a glass of wine to savor after a night out with your boys. I am not a piece of cake to eat while your wife is sleeping in your…
A little thingie I cut out from a magazine and put on a collage. I love this: “This isn’t just a course in art, it’s a course in living.” It reminds me that OUR LIVES ARE OUR WORKS OF ART. It’s my picture. I think I’ll get out my brush and paint some more broad,…
Sipping some delightful French pressed coffee, listening to my new Christina Aguilera CD (thanks Mom!), watching my girls play and just relaxing on this beautiful, winter day. The holidays this year have been a time of more simplicity which has allowed time for what is most important to me. I have made fewer commitments, done…