Float

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

I’m going under. Wish me luck.

My love made this for me today. I am an incredibly blessed woman. The title comes from this poem that he wrote about our union. Did I mention he takes incredible pictures? I’m so in love with this man.

I have the weekend to myself. I have been consumed by the intensity of my relationships lately and appreciate this opportunity to exhale. Part of this process is organizing my thoughts, projects and papers. While cleaning out my basket of journals, pens, books, art supplies that goes everywhere with me, I ran across this list,…

Sometimes I want to just be alone like this bird gliding off to new adventures. Just me and the vast expanse of the world before me. I am tired of measuring my words, of factoring other people into my decisions and my life. I am weary of the people in my life crumbling when I…

“with each true friendship, we build more firmly the foundation on which the peace of the whole world rests.” ~Mahatma Gandhi I have never known a truer friend or more benevolent soul than this man. I am truly blessed to call him my friend. Our friendship goes beyond the cellular level to the soulular level….