two crows fly over
tree that is still holding on
to her summer skirt
May the fruits of summer keep you fed this winter, dear reader.
Sculpture “With a Heart of Gold” by Willie Cole, photo by Perry Garvin I had the distinct pleasure of viewing some amazing artwork by artist, Willie Cole, at the Frye recently. I took my summer camp students to the exhibit and later, had the honor of hearing him speak and shaking his hand. His art…
Dear Bluebeard, It seems you decided somewhere along the line that I am the perfect girl to fit into that little space in your pocket in your life– –that little compartment in your dreams, or your fantasies where things are tidy and YOU get your needs met. (Do you see ME?) To my brothers: I…
Long have you timidly waded holding a plank by the shore, Now I will you to be a bold swimmer, To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, and laughingly dash with your hair. ~Walt Whitman
I’m doing a week of reading deprivation (including e-mail!) as part of the Artist’s Way process. It’s been amazingly good for my creativity and I am learning A LOT about how I spend my time and why. I’ve been doing more of the following life-affirming things: resting playing dancing dreaming writing painting walking creating Here’s…
Robins wrench worms from the softening earth, trilling songbirds pour their song into the wide sky, Narcissus flirt with vibrant skirts and a thousand shades of green dance in ardent winds. Oh Spring! Penetrate me with your turgid madness! I surrender.
My angels led me down a different road today and this is what I found. I often find little treasures when I allow myself to stay off the beaten path and listen to the inspiration being whispered sweetly in my ear. Eyes open Ears open Heart open Hands open Poof! Magic. Life doesn’t get much…