Over morning coffee my husband Dan and I were having a conversation about art. He asked if he could use some photos of my artwork to enhance his blog, ‘Thoughts.’ Having easy access to images of my paintings from years when I worked as an abstract artist I said, “Of course.” ‘Worked’ is a bit of a stretch. It would be more accurate to say I went delightedly to the canvas when the muse moved […]
What is it that keeps us tethered to the earth when all around are reasons to float away? It’s early morning and the sky is still dark. A time of magic when all the unknown possibilities a day might hold lie waiting like secrets infused into dew-laden leaves. These liminal moments are fleeting. All too soon the sun will enter the theater and strip away the mysteries under its glare. The shadows will disappear, the […]
Mary Oliver, in her exquisite poem “Wild Geese,” writes, “You only have to let the soft animal of your body loves what it loves.” I often breath in those words as if my very life depended on them. That simple sentence pours comfort on my soul as no others have. “Mary,” I ask, “Do you mean to say that I can simply write, create stories in my imagination, paint, walk in the woods, doodle, cook […]
The Spill... 