To swim, poetic
Pause to take a deep breath, stroke
Rhythm, flow, water.
Art Prescription: Was thinking today as I was swimming how poetry and swimming are similar. There is a cadence to my stroke, a rhythm as I kick my feet, a pause as I turn my head to breathe. For me this is a moving meditation. Colored pencil and pen and ink 3 x 5 index card.
Resolution time
The rain stops, blue skies appear
And just like that, change!
Art Prescription: It’s the time of year when people start taking stock of their lives, and begin to think about new beginnings…change. Why not just live the life you want 365 days? You are beautiful just the way you are! Now live that!!!
Sit in pure stillness
Disconnect from busy world
Notice something new.
Art Prescription: On my bus rides to and from my RN job just about every person has their nose to their smart-phones. No one is looking out the window to see the lovely flock of robins, or the way the light reflects off the buildings, or the simple beauty of a sunset. No wonder depression is on the rise! I feel like a Florence Nightingale of the 2000’s. I think everyone needs fresh air, exercise, and nature… Give yourself a Valentine…
Bramble, straw grasses
Frame the stark woods, winter gold
Pod menagerie.
Art Prescription: Walked Mason Farm this morning and put out a Haiku-O-Gram (anonymous art with haiku meant to brighten someone’s day). The winter landscape is stirring…browns, reds, and golden rods of many different kinds of grasses. Detailed seed pods sprinkle the meadow.
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