Inspiration Line

I wish adults would allow juice to stay on their cheeks the way toddlers do. (I suspect more cheeks would be kissed if we did.) I was kissing my little muse today and smelled the strawberries she had for breakfast that were all over her cheeks. I closed my eyes and let my spirit soar…

Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the plum tree outside my window last fall at the tangle of moss-covered, leafless branches and marvelling that something that looked so dead would ever bear fruit again. I wrote this haiku to capture the moment: filled with promise plum branches rest in autumn darkness We all…

There’s a certain kind of beauty in tragedy but it’s not something I want to behold for long.

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