Sweet Imagination
Telling Herstory I feel like I've taken a turn, and the road back is a long way around. I'm headed forward and that feels like a good thing. I've been working on leaping off of the proverbial cliff with the faith that I know that I can fly. I don't just believe it, I...
End of the Road
On the edge of the wildernessat the end of the roadwhere the creek burbles sweetlyand the bear occassions by We gather our waterrinse the dust from our facesnap on a rock in the sunwhile new leaves and old needlesdapple the light around us Light breezes...
Tears
An Electronic Collage This original drawing/painting is far too blatant. I felt strongly about the premise of it, however those strong feelings came through too brashly for my tastes (even though it was me that did it of course). I had fun creating several brushes,...
Playing Small
The tabby was a big fat catwho commanded attentionby his very presence Yet, he thought of himselfas still a little guy He would hide under the easy chairwhere only his head fit He was convincedhis backside was invisibleas it stuck out for all to...
Father Peacock
An Old Line Getting Older The original pen sketch was done in an old (1990) sketchbook. There's always been something about this piece that appealed to some of my senses. I have several times photocopied it and then colored it with crayons or colored pencils. I...
Transformation
Begin again In transition, in the process of transformation. I wonder often if there will ever be a time when I am not in the midst of some change. I recognized that there is either life/growth/change or there is death/shriveling/change and that there does seem to be...
Serenity
Is Gods Garden Before I created Serenity, I was going to hurry up and get an image up, so I first posted: Abstract Still Life Once a doodle, always a doodle. I chose to doodle today. Doodle day doodle all day.
Ambulating
When walking with aplombor skipping just for funyou can know you are the onejust ambulating along Still, what if on a trainor flying in a plane?I'm just trying to explainthe theory's still not wrong Muscles, bones, and feetyour own mind and physical...
Blessed by Love’s Grace
A late bloomer, this is taken of the other tulip tree in my yard. This image a day project has been shaking up my set beliefs about what is acceptable and what is not. Some of the big crusts are breaking off, and the tender new thoughts underneath seem not to be quite...
Greatness
From whence the oak?the bitter acorn Ah, yes, that is so From what bitter seeddid your greatness arise? There is so muchto be grateful for...
Peace in Every Moment
I Know God Would - Would Dogwood? The dogwood is in full bloom in our neighborhood. What an absolutely gorgeous tree/blossom. I could just stand peacefully watching it's beauty blossom.
Masterpiece
So, once, the storywent one way, full of painand drama and woe Then he decidedto make up a new pastand he created a masterpiece story Suddenly, the sun got brighterhis footstep lightenedand the birds sang at his mirth...