You were born with wings
Jump and spread them wide to soar
Catch current of life.
Art Prescription: It is really all about the here and now. It takes mental homework to remind myself of this daily. Not to get caught up in the past or future. Might be time for some 3 x 5 notecards placed on my mirror.
The pond at daybreak
Bull frogs play Marco Polo
Loudest croaker wins.
Art Prescription: Six a.m. dog walking for my neighbors has benefits. It’s nice and cool, the birds are waking up with song, and there’s a game going on at the pond. Here is Duffy after a hot late day walk.
Steady, meadow edge
Clip, clop easy gait. Black crows
Iridescent sheen.
Art Prescription: Me, a horse, and a wildflower meadow. Slow ride in the country.
Wake up pure silly
Neither asleep nor awake
A dream-like vision.
A new magazine
The air conditioner churns
Cool air sweeps my cheeks.
Art Prescription: What a luxury! To pause in the middle of the day to rest and peruse my newest Stampington magazine. Inspiration page to page. And my garden abloom.
Sounds of the steel drums
Blast from a speaker on wheels
Time for ice-cream truck!
Art Prescription: Did you have an ice-cream truck come through your neighborhood in summer?
A simple greeting
A pure smile to a stranger
The act of “Hello.”
Art Prescription: One smile can change someone’s day.
An artist’s tool box
Brushes, palette knives, scissors
A finger painting!
Art Prescription: Art Prescription group today in my studio. Our project was to start a painting, and then paint over it, and over it again. The process of letting go what was there before. And then finally to cut that painting up into pieces and see what emerges…stories, tales.
I forgo my voice
Trying to sing like others
My throat trembles truth.
Art Prescription: Why does it always take so long to circle back around to our truths?
After morning ride
She gets a spray, cool water
Returns to the hay.
Art Prescription: Rode Miss Lacey this morning. Went early to beat the heat. I love spraying her down with cool water, washing the saddle-marked sweat from her white body. She enjoys it too! I return her to the paddock where fresh hay awaits. A grazing horse…Zen.
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