Perched in a pine bough
She turns and looks straight at me
February owl.
Art Prescription: On my evening walk I saw a hawk-shaped silhouette. Imagine my surprise and joy when I zoomed in with my binoculars and saw it to be a young owl. Owl medicine…
Weather forecast, snow
All day I look to the sky
Excuse for milk, bread?
Art Prescription: Okay, so I might wake up to a sea of white, but right now…I don’t see any snow!!! Since early morning the forecast for a winter storm has been all over television, radio, and Facebook. I did go to the grocery store for stamps, and they were out! Schools cancelled today. Many businesses closed early. Curious. Warm in my studio where I painted love birds.
Stand your ground, be brave
Open your heart and just ask
What you need is there.
Art Prescription: Today at my Intuitive Horseback Riding lesson at Blue Sky Farm http://blueskiesmapleview.us/ my instructor invited me into the ring with Splash. I was to get Splash to walk or trot around the ring by being assertive, with my “energy.” I did have a little lion-tailed rope to give him a gentle butt tap, but mostly it was up to me to get this four-legged 1,000 lb animal to move. Okay, I have some real work to do here, but I did feel extremely BRAVE, and that is good. I feel nothing but encouraged by my challenges and am grateful for this experience. Here’s a brush sketch…
Black and white and gray
The world is neither, but a
Beautiful mixture!
Art Prescription: Slept with my black ink pen last night…talk about the pea and the princess. The hazard of bedtime journaling. Well, just suffice it to say that I totally went to the drug store to buy “White Rain” hairspray. Let’s hope that works to get the ink out of the sheets. In the meantime thought some black and white art just seemed right!
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/
Grand magnolias
Scent historical gardens
Century old trees.
Art Prescription: We rode our bikes to a historic property that has been transformed into a school of business here at UNC. The property has an air of elegance, and I love how they turned the old horse stables and pool into a modern day retreat. The formal gated garden contains the graves of the late, late owners…serene.