Ebb and flow, that’s life
Magician works the puppet
Cut the strings? Go free!!
Art Prescription: I’ll leave this one up to you…
Delicamente
A song for long precious life.
Holidays are here!
Art Prescription: The iconoclastic pumpkin is…simply beautiful. I’ve painted, so far, three different variations of the pumpkin and will share in future blogs. I’m busy cutting rice paper leaves for the UNC Hospital Remembering Tree and had lots of small pieces of paper left over. Always a fan of trying a new technique, I made a tiny collage.
Symphony in trees
Silver streaks of black birds fly
South for the winter!
Art Prescription: If you wake to a cacophony of birds in the trees, it’s likely flocks and flocks of black birds making their way south for winter. They are so noisy! And then one flap of the wing sends the whole bunch of them off to follow the pack. Nature’s rhythm amazes me! How at just the right time flora and fauna know their job…no questioning or laboring like us humans…should of, could of, would of, what if…
Love is currency
Thai soup, home-made bread, laundry!
Account status: Full!
Art Prescription: In life there are many hours we simply cannot bill for. The major categories are house-work, yard-work, food gathering and preparing, and for mom’s with kids this list is infinity. The pay is love. Creativity comes in many forms!! What a luxury to be able to spend a day adding to life’s account with hand and heart!
Allegro for fall
Hot coffee and pumpkin patch
Dry leaves swirl to ground.
Art Prescription: If you spend any time gazing out the window these days you will see leaves floating to a resting spot on earth. Many writers acknowledge the slightly sad, melancholy feelings that come with fall. There is that…There is also the refreshing cool weather when hot beverages warm the hand, and autumn color burst onto the scene with bright orange and red. Tomorrow I’m heading to a local pumpkin patch for visuals to feed my artist eye!!
Is it real or fluff?
Cotton- ball clouds full of steam
Sunset pulls from sky.
Art Prescription: How much of what people tell you is their ego building up fluff? Humans…such an odd bunch. All trying to reach some imaginary high! Ever cloud watch? Imagine what you see? We all want to see what we want to see. The reality our life has led us to. Are you living real or are you living fluff? The same sun and moon hang in all our skies. Peace-out!
No kissing allowed
He leaves, I feel forgotten
Colds are not sexy!!!!!
Art Prescription: I’m writing with a box of tissue on hand. Do you remember your first kiss? A simple cold would not keep me from attempting to share my germs with my 7th grade boyfriend. All things change. After 21 years of marriage, here I am almost 2 1/5 weeks in the guest room. The first week was me trying to not get my beloved’s cold. The next week, allowing him to sleep without waking to my persistent cough. Ain’t marriage grand!! Can I get a kiss hello? A hug?