City or country?
Bright lights or quiet meadows?
Crowds or solitude?
Art Prescription: As the holidays approach many people will be leaving home and traveling. For most there are elements of excitement combined with busy days and family dynamics. Take a few minutes each day to get quiet, put your legs up a wall, or shop till you drop if that’s what you like!! Either way, enjoy!
Bugs, travel, Paris
Retro romantic notion
Next, New York City!
Art Prescription: Although this piece is not done, I thought I would share it. Since I’ve no flowers in my garden I have to find inspiration elsewhere. I’ve always had a thing for old cars…so this is a start of a new series!! Vrooooommmm! Shall I paint the sky a light blue?
Smell of fresh wood fire
Memories of Santa Fe
Hike in fall aspens.
Art Prescription: Started this today…may need details. Memories from my recent trip to Santa Fe!
A twister of leaves
Swirls up the street, red and gold
Comes to rest on curb.
Art Prescription: The wind does a dance with leaves.
Woman, women, girls
The beauty is in your heart
Now, place hand to chest.
Art Prescription: As I stand in line at the grocery check out I think those glossy pictures are pretty, but they are not real!! I know beauty is in my heart!! and yours too! ( guys, I owe you one 🙂 )
Gentle breeze through pines
Quiet at barn, horses graze,
Peace envelopes me.
Art Prescription: Do you have a place where you dream?
A cloud of black birds
All land, a riot of shreaks
Silence…huge flutter!!
Art Prescription: And they all go together, perfectly timed. Amazing! Something for us humans to learn here.
A murder of crows
Circle, swoop in on branches
Ground white, solid frost.
Art Prescription: Who are you living for? Are you living for yourself? What fears keep you from taking the leap that your spirit needs now?? Life is short…
The last leaves hold tight
Blustery cold wind moves in
Trees are left naked!
Art Prescription: Swirls of leaves floated in air today…They let go!
Cold snap, air crisp, dry
Winter pushes fall aside
Butterflies flee south.
Art Prescription: The weather is making a shift this week. I’ve not put a single bulb in!
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