After summer rain
Air fresh, scent of moist, rich earth
Droplets on petals.
Art Prescription: Set out for my evening walk with thunder in the far background. Next thing I know the wind kicks up and big drops begin to fall. I arrived home soaked…and happy for my garden!
Ephemera hunt
Inspiration in a bag
Bits, paper, pieces.
Art Prescription: So, what if you got a bag of goodies to do collage with? A bag of random ephemera to take and do as you please! Art journaling, art collage, expressive therapy!
Still, he laid in cool
I crouched towards him, this stray cat
Hand out, mean no harm.
Art Prescription: Blackie the stray cat is still around. He seems content to eat at my neighbors and rest under porches in the shade. He is still very timid. We are trying to see what we need to do to help him. He may actually be living the life of grandeur, free to roam, basking in the sun or shade, scratching real trees, chasing bugs…
You were born with wings
Jump and spread them wide to soar
Catch current of life.
Art Prescription: It is really all about the here and now. It takes mental homework to remind myself of this daily. Not to get caught up in the past or future. Might be time for some 3 x 5 notecards placed on my mirror.
Wake up pure silly
Neither asleep nor awake
A dream-like vision.
Sounds of the steel drums
Blast from a speaker on wheels
Time for ice-cream truck!
Art Prescription: Did you have an ice-cream truck come through your neighborhood in summer?
A simple greeting
A pure smile to a stranger
The act of “Hello.”
Art Prescription: One smile can change someone’s day.
An artist’s tool box
Brushes, palette knives, scissors
A finger painting!
Art Prescription: Art Prescription group today in my studio. Our project was to start a painting, and then paint over it, and over it again. The process of letting go what was there before. And then finally to cut that painting up into pieces and see what emerges…stories, tales.
I forgo my voice
Trying to sing like others
My throat trembles truth.
Art Prescription: Why does it always take so long to circle back around to our truths?
After morning ride
She gets a spray, cool water
Returns to the hay.
Art Prescription: Rode Miss Lacey this morning. Went early to beat the heat. I love spraying her down with cool water, washing the saddle-marked sweat from her white body. She enjoys it too! I return her to the paddock where fresh hay awaits. A grazing horse…Zen.
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