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.
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.
Diamonds and pearls
Everyday glamorous
Audrey Hepburn chic.
Art Prescription: As I sit here all moist with perspiration (aka sweat), in my summer shorts and tees, I wonder did these glamour queens always look this fresh? Did they wear diamonds and pearls to the movies and eat buttered popcorn with their bare hands? Surely they held their pinky finger just so while sipping tea. I’ll be right back….I’m boiling some fresh corn on the cob!!
Food truck rodeo
Lip smacking cuisine on wheels
Picnic in the park.
Art Prescription: A lovely day to celebrate Father’s Day! Perfect really! Watercolor sketch on index card.
Bouquet of pencils
Fresh sharp points for delicate
An eye for details.
Art Prescription: As I survey my blooming garden, I’m amazed at nature’s patterns and details. Time to sharpen my colored pencils for some field sketching!!
Sculpture in the sky
Summer’s high heat builds upwards
Quenches flower’s thirst.
Art Prescription: Cloud gazing…
Agree, disagree
Stand your branch, chest puffed out bold
Speak your one true voice.
Art Prescription: Relationships get challenged in many ways. We are all being pulled so many different directions these days. What started out as a painting of tropical birds turned into a commentary for me…art prescription.
A few days ago
And you came home with flowers
The words to tell you.
Art Prescription: Some days surprise you to no end….and you don’t forget them.
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