All day the birds sang
Sending spring a morse code sign
A secret message.
Art Prescription: The sun did peek out today.
Art Journal with mixed media:
expressive art
Pansies April 11, 2016
Exalting purple
Pansies gather in a mob
Heaps of velvet joy.
Art Prescription: Layers of background…
8 x 8 multi-media
Shed November 1, 2015
As the trees shed leaves
So begins winter season
Birds sing renewal.
Art Prescription: As we begin the season of Yin, going into the darker days, I have a sense of renewal. Cleaning the clutter from the year…preparing for the holidays and my open studio.
Index card with Sumi-ink:
Fall Posy October 25, 2015
Freshly cut flowers
Seems trees have changed overnight
Mason Jar posy.
Art Prescription: We are so lucky here in North Carolina that flowers continue to bloom on through October. We haven’t had that first cold frost yet. So I happily plucked a Mason Jar full of flowers and set about to watercolor them. Makes me about as happy as anything…
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor on 140 lb watercolor paper
Cowgirl Wisdom October 24, 2015
She moved me, the wind
And I listened deeply to
What she had to say.
Art Prescription: I went to an animal communication workshop today at the farm where my horse Finn lives. It was intense and beautiful. I was overwhelmed with some emotions that came up, and I’m sure I will need to process my “conversations” more in the days to come. The horses were amazing and accepting and willing…wow!
Euphonious October 20, 2015
Sharp, bright, fall sunlight
Euphonious, crickets hum
Musical meadow.
Art Prescription: The sun is sharp these days. Once up, she burns off frosted windshields…moves on to de-thaw grass. And still the crickets hum softly in the meadow.
Watercolor
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No Clocks Allowed October 14, 2015
Time spent on horseback
A gentle sway, keeping time
With nature’s tonic.
Art Prescription: There are two ways to keep time. One is by the clock, calendar, meetings, deadlines…and the other is by the soul where no clocks are allowed. Most of us live by the clock, chasing, running, getting it done! What if we lived by joy, quiet, time spent staring off into the woods (on a horse’s back). Of course you guys know I’m preaching to myself!!! I need to spend more time chasing spirit instead of the almighty clock.
Watercolor
