Haiku July 28, 2013 Index Card Art

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/

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Haiku July 15, 2013 Horses

Warm velvet soft nose

Smell of fresh hay and cut grass

Afternoon horse barn.

Art Prescription:  There is just something about being around horses. Their warm brown eyes and soft ears, majestic musculature, swishy tails, the smell of leather, and a historic relationship. We’ve long been bound to these creatures.

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Haiku July 9, 2013 Loneliness

Loneliness is not

Being only flower bud

But failure to bloom.

Art Prescription:  The garden is ripe with buds and blooms and it occurs to me that to make a garden whole it takes many elements. The rain, the sun, the soil, birds, bees, and the instinctual element of life growing on despite any adversary. A tree fallen by a storm, will only grow upward with new branches. We humans get so attached to this one short life we live. If you relish in nature’s messages, you will be at peace with the whole. Four winds, Bev

Eternal Summer

Haiku June 30, 2013 Serendipity

Serendipity

Two paths cross, coincidence?

It all falls in place.

Art Prescription:  Many times decisions are suddenly made, based on a surprising event or meeting. There are subtle clues to guide you. Other times it’s a storm, deluge really, and in an instant you just KNOW!

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Haiku June 29, 2013 Content at Home

Feel content at home

Life’s ambitions surround me

Art, books, and journals.

Art Prescription:  Your home tells a story about you. When you look around you should feel cozy and welcome and comforted by the things you have collected. A garden in bloom is a chapter of dirty hands and blissful spirit!

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