When I try to paint
Like someone other than me
I can do NO ART.
Art Prescription: Where does art come from? Sure in this digital, linked-in, social-media full world we are inundated by other’s work. And that’s not all bad. I do enjoy a nice Instagram surf with my morning coffee. But then I must go to my studio alone. I must face the blank paper.
It’s brave to go at it alone.
It’s brave to listen to and express your own voice.
Watercolor with pen and ink Vixen:
Pursue happiness
One must also have the nerve
To feel open heart.
Art Prescription: Words from the wise…
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor:
It’s what is not there
That fills the space, energy
The body knows truth.
Art Prescription: I believe we humans truly have no idea how much we communicate with our bodies. The more time I spend with horses, the more I’m trying to hone in to this medicine.
Tiny painting:
Petals still in form
Their color faded, yet still
Full beauty remains.
Art Prescription: I’ve always wanted to press flowers, but never have. The simple beauty of a flower pressed in a book intrigues me. Today I started a painting of pressed flowers. Here is my work in progress. I have lots of details to add…shadows, etc.
A painted lady
Gently landed on my hand
Let go of struggle.
Art Prescription: We went to hike the Hillsborough River Walk today. Fall asters and butterflies sprinkled the trail reminding me of what peace feels like.
Art journal: I collected some leaf skeletons and used them as a stencil for my journal .background:
Attention to now
The colors, the subtle change
The really good stuff.
Art Prescription: The breeze, the leaves, the mood. Here we go into fall.
Pleasant cooler day
Feeling fall as leaves gather
And gently let go.
Art Prescription: Each morning there are more leaves on the ground. I still think it’s summer, but fall is making her way in.
Art journal with watercolor:
Salty tears in pool
Goggles fog up with sadness
Melancholy day.
Art Prescription: Grief comes in waves. You can run, but you cannot hide.
One staple collage on index card:
A very loud shrill
Announcing territory
And it’s boundaries!
Art Prescription: when nature feels threatened it sets off a series of alarms, think of a snake coiling to strike. Carolina Wrens have a call that’s very regonizable as a stay away from here message. What can we humans learn from this? How in a crowded world do we respect each other’s space?
August front moves in
Pine straw and leaves blow about
Butterflies take note.
Art Prescription: I love summer…bees, butterflies, hummingbirds, fresh tomatoes!
And I’m ready for cooler weather.
A very good four legged friend of mine is having surgery tomorrow. I’ve lit a special prayer candle for her and am sending her pixie healing dust!
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