Night Messenger August 17, 2014

Raven by window

She sits still, brings a message

I answer the call.

Art Prescription:  Do you remember your night-time dreams? Many artists speak of receiving messages at night. Remember you are not creating alone. Last night I dreamed about the remaining collection of stamps I didn’t buy at yesterday’s tag sale. Dreamed they were gone. Today I went back and bought the rest of the collection. Have no idea what spirit has in-store

me.Mandala.jpg Pay attention and go with the flow…the muse will show you the way. Mandala with pen and ink, markers, and collage.

 

Zoot Suit Riot August 16, 2014

Pretty one more time

Zoot suit riot, don’t let go

Pictures on your skin.

Art Prescription:  I’m still on my vintage art journaling kick…and might be for a while. I scored a vintage stamp collection at a tag sale today. Once I research and make sure I don’t have a stamp worth hundreds, I look forward to using them in my journal. Found poetry on old CD labels, pen and ink, watercolor, collage, in my art journal.

art journal tag sale

Get to the farm: Stat August 13, 2014

Out to greet the herd

Feet swish, tall grassy pasteur

Feel of a horse nose.

Art Prescription:  After a busy week and I have to mention the loss of a great actor, Robin Williams, I needed more than ever to go out to Blue Skies at Mapleview to be at one with nature. Horses, with their all knowing eyes, greet you where you are. My friend Ginger and I sat under the shade of a tree and talked about life and living and horses. It was a great day. Sketchbook –

blue skies August

 

Crepe Myrtles August 10, 2014

Heavy with blossoms

Crepe Myrtle branches bow low

Reddish-purple plumes.

Art Prescription:  Interesting how nature bends under extra weight, but does not often break. Sort of ZEN. We too could learn to gently bend when life gets a bit heavy, yielding softly, staying supple and conserving our energies for more good! Wouldn’t this make a great watercolor!

crepe myrtle 1

Poetics August 9, 2014

To swim, poetic

Pause to take a deep breath, stroke

Rhythm, flow, water.

Art Prescription:  Was thinking today as I was swimming how poetry and swimming are similar. There is a cadence to my stroke, a rhythm as I kick my feet, a pause as I turn my head to breathe. For me this is a moving meditation. Colored pencil and pen and ink 3 x 5 index card.

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