This piece, Buddha Moon, captures a need in me, and maybe you as well, to have a place to go to rest, rebuild, and renew
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Almost Only Counts In Horseshoes and Hand Grenades
Many people resist the dreams that haunt them and settle for safe and comfortable.
Holding On to the Last Mask
If you could shed and be free of your masks, you were more self-aware and unattached from binding social structures. You were “Free to Be”.
Life Goes On
This pencil painting, “Life Goes On” was done in 2015, which is about mid-point to this sojourn I have been on, and is part of the “Left Hanging in Space” Series.
The poem I wrote yesterday captures the sentiment and repeats that spark of hope.
Worn
Something about being dressed up makes me feel complete.
I’m not talking about putting on a facade or mask, which of course could also be a characterization of being “dressed up”. I’m talking about stepping in to your best self at this moment.
My Heart
This pencil painting and poem are called My Heart, are another in a series on vulnerability.
Take the Plunge
This pencil painting is about personal change. Feeling vulnerable and unable to see what’s next, but knowing that change is inevitable.
Sometimes the most important decisions about changing our situation are like that. We can only plan so much and there is always the chance that things might go awry.
Eye Wonder
Eye Wonder is a mixed media painting in which I set out to explore the eyes of artists who were people I knew and admired for the vision that they expressed in their chosen fields of creativity
An Ode to Georgia
Once I saw this image I stopped and let the paper dry. It already reminded me of a Georgia O’Keefe painting.
Revelations or Renovation
After a week of Russia making noises about using nuclear weapons to win its war with Ukraine, I decided I needed to share at least one from this series and because a poem developed this morning, that made it even clearer that it was ready to be shared.