Army of songbirds
Descend on intruder hawk
The war of nature.
Art Prescription: While taking a ride on my bike, I noticed a bunch of racket going on in the woods. I stopped and scanned the trees for the action. Then I saw a rooster-sized hawk being bombarded by many songbirds…cardinals, bluejays, woodpeckers…They were all working as a team to make the intruder flee. Finally after much feather pecking, the hawk took off to nearby pines. The persistent songbirds followed. Amazing!
Mocha colored creek
Runs over piled rough branches
Trees, cast dark shadows.
Art Prescription: From a ride in the woods…
Artful plate arrives
Basil, limes, jalapenos
Vietnamese lunch!
Art Prescription: We went with good friends today to an authentic Vietnamese restaurant. Experiential, really, proving that you don’t have to travel far to find food prepared with deep cultural roots. Each plate they brought to the table was a work of art! Here is my sketch…
Through the flower vase
The sun settles low. Night-time
Slinks in with the moon.
Art Prescription: Significant week in many ways…ready for night-time to slink in! A quick semi-abstract watercolor floral…art therapy for me!
Plethora of wings
Swallowtails glide, touch down on
Flora lush from rain.
Art Prescription: Have you noticed all the butterflies? There seems to be more than usual…all the rain? They are so delicate.
Down a country lane
Past cedar fences and fields
Cows graze, roosters crow!
Art Prescription: Take a drive in the country!
Certain change in light
Early eve hum of crickets
Is almost August.
Art Prescription: Junk mail journal page!
Life can be fragile
Take care my good friend, find peace
Live each day with love.
Art Prescription: Some very good friends of ours lost their house to a fire last night. My usual attempt at making the Art Prescription a positive place, I hang my head in sorrow for them. Go now and kiss your mate…love on your pet…be thankful for everything you can touch.
Studio feline
Marks me as his while I paint
Stretches on wool rug.
Art Prescription: My black house cat Matisse meows from sun-up to sun-down. High maintenance, but I love him dearly. This afternoon I took him with me out to my studio. He didn’t say a word!! Meandered around, slinking by my ankles and stretching out on my rug. I think he knew he was in sacred space. (and had me all to himself, spoiled) A follower of mine introduced me to index card art… thanks http://girlunwinding.wordpress.com/
Yoga on the porch
Stretch while leaves rustle in wind
Sun salutations!
Art Prescription: I enjoy doing yoga on our back deck!
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