Seconds tick on clock
I sway to the time, rocking
Black cat in my arms!
Art Prescription: We have three cats!! Each one has a very distinct personality and my days are filled with cat antics. Matisse, my big furry black cat, I think he has some Siamese traits, likes being held. He melts into my arms and will lay wilted with love until, with protest, I set him down.
Dark storm front sweeps in
Meadow moves, chaotic waves
June rain soaks garden.
Art Prescription: Watching a rolling storm front move in is miraculous. Clouds constantly changing, wind picks up, temperature drops. The smell of rain coming…quick…go inside! Downpour.
Side by side they walk
One carries pole, other net
Summertime fishing.
Art Prescription: I have many fish tales from my summers at grandma’s. Not a worry in the world, we’d head off to a relative’s pond with a tub of earth worms and a bamboo pole. Truth is the last time I went fishing was when I “hooked” my date’s head…yep I set the hook!! Now my husband, we don’t fish. We rode back to Chapel Hill, hook and line in tow, to have a physician friend excise the hook. I guess my years of summers in the country, my attempt to show – see I’m an outdoors kind-of -girl, did not make a grand impression. He married me anyways!!
Scent of fresh cedar
Brand new possibilities
Unwrap white canvas.
Art Prescription: Like actors who love “the smell of grease paint,” I love the smell of a new canvas. Cedar is often used to make stretcher bars for canvas. So when I unwrap a fresh white canvas my studio becomes scented with possibilities!!
You can’t see the wind
Only the power, the force.
Love works the same way!
Art Prescription: Seek out the positive and good each day…
Programed to bloom pink
Roses explode with spring glee
Blush with rich color!!
Art Prescription: The garden is taking off now…roses, phlox, Gerber daisies! The roses are always so fresh. We cut them and bring them inside to enjoy their natural perfume. What’s blooming in your yard?
First rose of summer
Deep red, velvet, with a scent
To wish to bathe in!
Art Prescription: First to bloom this year, my red rose. I did indeed stop by to smell…and magic! Wish I could bottle this scent!!
Unmistakable
The universal language
A mother and child.
Art Prescription: It doesn’t matter which language is spoken, the caring guidance of a mother is universally understood. Research shows all humans use the same tone when talking to babies. Mothers seek with gentle love to keep their children safe, healthy, and happy. They hurt when you hurt, soar when you soar, and are always there to encourage you to be the best you can possibly be!! Thanks, Mom! I love you!
Clarity… moment
Heart pulls, body answers, go
Follow your heart strings!!
Art Prescription: Ever stand staring out a window…feeling pulled to do something, go somewhere, answer the heart? What if it’s chasing an owl?
Final coat of paint.
The muse looks and nods and cuts!
Parts greater than whole!
Art Prescription: The last few posts including today’s are all part of one painting. After several layers of reworking, this piece was just not happening. When you feel stuck with art, go for a walk and see what happens. I came back from my walk and began to cut the one piece up into about 5 small trading card size miniatures. Each one had an interesting texture and spoke to me. I worked quickly with pen and ink feeling satisfied with all my parts!! Try it!
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