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.
“Somehow there’s no more darkness left at all. I’ve soaked up sunlight through a thousand wounds, and now this whiteness that I cloak you in you won’t find even in the Alps: this wind whirls also there on high and stains the snow. Even white roses bear a hint of dust. The ultimate miracle is…
I did a search for Andrea Scher because I love her and wanted to see where else I could find her on the net. During this search, I found a wonderful online zine called Be Real. Could there be a better place to express oneself? Andrea is this month’s featured artist. Her photography is so…
She calls to me. She who is weary of living far beneath, her voice stolen by fear, her power subjugated by the will of others. I took this picture of my daughter and was captivated by the presence in her eyes. The sense of self here is a reflection of the Divine Feminine that lives…
I was just chatting with my friend, Mike, who ROCKS! He made yet another CD for me of my favorite songs. The last one has laser burns from being over played. I’m a sucker for a good groove which is why I highly recommend the song, “At Night” by Shakedown. Check it out. I think…
I found this written in an old journal today. The author is unknown. “A hundred years from now it will not matter the sort of house I lived in, what my bank account was or the kind of car I drove, but the world may be different because I was important in the life of…
in my bedroom on this side of the mirror, i see a world of collected treasures. many given to me by my most precious treasures– the souls i share this life with. things made by hands i have held (and loved). flowers, now dried given to me by little people with cherubic grace. (buttercups, dandelions…