Lotus, or sea rose
A symbol for purity
Emerges from dark.
Art Prescription: I do think we have to reach for the light, the pure, the simple. Each day is a joy.
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor with my chop that says “hope”

Lotus, or sea rose
A symbol for purity
Emerges from dark.
Art Prescription: I do think we have to reach for the light, the pure, the simple. Each day is a joy.
8 1/2 x 11 watercolor with my chop that says “hope”

What makes you happy?
Can you clear your mind for this?
What can you let go?
Art Prescription: I think it’s human nature to hold onto things…material things, dreams, your past. But, what would your days look like if you simply let go of all that data running around in your head, and just simply focused on what you a good at, what makes you happy.
Index card with watercolor and my chop that says, “hope.”

A fall dream weaver
Work of spun art in hay room
What does your web catch?
Art Prescription: So if your web catches ease with a focus on gratitude and all the good things in your life… what do you weave? If your web catches stress and always looking for things to go wrong…what do you weave?
So like this spider who weaves her best web ever, can you expect good things to happen? Can you get away from the spider next door who says, “we won’t catch anything, it’s useless.”
Weave your web with joy and good things will come…
Watercolor sketch:

The power of choice
To live without the reruns
Move forward in joy!
Art Prescription: Every day we are offered choices on how we want to live our days…and how we live our days is how we live our lives. One day at a time I choose to move forward in joy! Wanna come?
Index card with watercolor:

Negative thoughts, weeds
Can wrap, wind around your heart
Suffocating growth.
Art Prescription: So I did a little gardening today…actually a lot of gardening. Seems I’ve let my weeds get a bit out of control. Natures gentle lesson to remind me to tend my thoughts. Pen and ink, watercolor pencil on watercolor paper.
Laundry flaps in wind
Mares graze, tall grass, buttercups
Afternoon at farm.
Art Prescription: I sit and watch…observe their ears, their eyes, their tales as they swish at flies. They know I’m there. One of the most joyful things about sketching is simply the art of observation. I notice the sights, sounds, and smells of my surroundings. I get still and take it all in.
Busy hospital
Lady in pink does Tai Chi
People linger, gaze.
Art Prescription: It seems hospitals have become like malls. Busy, people everywhere, employees, patients, and families going for lunch. The lady in pink doing Tai Chi caught my eye. I stopped and watched her graceful movements. Watercolor pencil sketchbook…