Country music is three chords and the truth. Harlan Howard Now that my garden art is dead and […]
Everything looks so different when the light starts to shine.
A strong woman looks a challenge dead in the eye and gives it a wink.
What do you see?
Sprouts that is.
Actually… I had no idea WHAT this plant was when I decided to use it in my Garden Art. This may be one of the last pieces in that series, too. For now anyway. I started working at two (very small) part time jobs, so when you add that to school, things are starting to get hectic.
Sometimes you have to close your eyes…
If you understand everything, you must be misinformed.Japanese Proverb
If I were a flying insect…
…this might be my view as I make my way through the wheat grass.
Something is Stirring
I thought I would use this particular Garden Art piece to do a little journaling and (publicly) admit something. I’ve been wanting to share this for awhile now, but I didn’t want it to be another one of “those things” that I bring up and start… and then never finish.
The preparation of good food is merely another expression of art, one of the joys of civilized living.Dione Lucas
A new edition to my series Garden Art. These are two little apples in our new tree.
First of all, I want to share how excited I am to be finishing up the Alphabet Game. This is the FIRST time I’ve started a series on my blog—and actually stuck with it until the very end.
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks. John Muir Word of the day […]
Wonder is being in a constant state of awe, no matter how mundane your circumstances might be.
Valentine’s Day may be about love, but love isn’t just about romance.
The mind is like an umbrella; it functions best when open.Walter Gropius
Forever & Ever Amen I’m interrupting the Alphabet Game for a little abstract fun. A big thank you […]
You are a melody,A soft pitter patter,A gentle good night,Causing dark thoughts to scatter.You are a symphony,A marching […]
In the Quiet,I’m unheard, I’m unseen,I can run, I can twirl,If I want… I can scream.Just me and […]
I’ve had some cool insights and exciting ideas while thinking about the Alphabet Game, and I must say that the letter “P” has been one of the most enlightening thus far.
BUT… I have to back up and talk about the “M” word first… Memories. I realize now that some things really ARE worth forgetting—mainly things that I learned (or absorbed into my unconscious) when I was younger.
Almost every successful person begins with two beliefs: the future can be better than the present, and I have the power to make it so.David Brooks
I have to be honest here. This Alphabet Game has had me stumped for days. Every time I […]
One of my best friends from high school remembers everything. Whenever we talk, she reminisces about our old shenanigans as if they happened yesterday. Things that we did decades ago; things I’ve long since forgotten.
Last year, I (briefly) dated a man who reminded me of her. Our conversations were like time travel; we’d always end up in the 70’s or 80’s! Sometimes I wondered why the two of them weren’t dating. They both had this weird connection to the past—as if that past still existed.
And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light.Genesis 1:3
It’s been too long! I think this is the craziest, busiest semester I’ve ever had. It’s all good though because I love (most of) my classes and there are only 3 weeks left before it’s over. YAY!
I wanted to pop in and share my latest portrait and add an update to the alphabet game… for the letter “L” —
Love & Light
I actually wanted to share some words about my love of lightning (I LOVE lightning), but the plan changed this afternoon since I didn’t prepare. But… I’ve been reading some books on Quantum physics and how it relates to God, Genesis, and the Big Bang Theory, and I think Love & Light are great words for the letter L, and a good way to sum it all up. 🙂
I wanted to try out another portrait, and I think this one is a great accompaniment to Innocence. […]
Wildflower at heart, Uncultivated and pure, Longing for someone near. Free spirit, Soul dancing in the wind— To […]
I’m continuing with the Alphabet Game, and things are speeding up. I knew I’d start to question the […]
D is for Dreams
Everyone knows what dreams are, but I wanted to find a more personal way to describe them. Not the dreams we have when we’re asleep; the dreams we dream when we’re awake. I poked around google and found exactly what I was searching for:
A synonym for dream is HOPE.
This morning I drove into Pasadena. It wasn’t a major excursion, but it was in the opposite direction of where I normally travel and everything was unfamiliar. I wish I had taken my camera. It’s the perfect place for street photography, but it was just TOO hot! I wanted to get in—and get out.
I went there to pick up the kit for my drawing class. I’m already enjoying the course. It’s not so much that I’ve learned anything yet (it’s only been two days), or that I even see the possibility of getting really good at it. It’s the fact that I’m putting aside my fear, putting the pencil to the pad, and making an effort.
The newest addition to my Garden Art series: I know, I know… It doesn’t look like it came […]
Your silken garment inevitably fades,
But the magnificent splendor,
Hidden deep within your soul,
Like a vintage treasure,
Magical moonlight, Bidding the sunset adieu, Lighting up the night. I’ve been playing with the moon tonight. It’s […]
Standing at a distance, As the crowd wails, Arguing over scraps, The outsider watches. Quietly dreaming, Anticipating, […]
“Above all shadows rides the sun.” J.R.R. Tolkien Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Shadow
Whatever goes up, will surely come down;
Like a boomerang, it just all goes around.
You get what you give, or reap what you sow;
If hate’s what you plant, then hate’s what will grow.
If you want to see change; if love’s what you thirst,
Be bold with your kindness…
Dare to go first.
Magnificent Blue Glimpses of wonder at sea Glorious Creatures Word of the Day Challenge: Glimpse
I think the definition of artist is a bit enigmatic. I’ve never called myself an artist. I’ve said things like “this is some art I created,” or “I love to create art,” but that’s as far as it goes. I think the first explanation that pops into my head is the fact that I don’t use pencils, pens, or even brushes (although that may change after the new semester).
FEAR has Two Meanings: Forget Everything and Run… …or Face Everything and Rise. A quote by Zig Ziglar […]
—Feathers of Hope Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul— and sings the tune […]
Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven,
Curtain round the vault of heaven.
—Thomas Love Peacock—
Scarlet red beauty Romance hidden in your scent Love spun by your touch
Beneath plump white down
Luscious colors light my world
Through bewitching eyes
His appearance stirred up anger,
Seeds of hatred had been sewn.
Antipathy grew heavy,
I began tumbling,
From my throne.
There I discovered,
Had been my own!
Petals of white satin guard the stairway. As I make my way up, their feathery ends sway in the wind, draping the earth like a wedding gown train. Pillars of amber rise above the entrance to touch the sky. As I enter and take a seat, I see soft silk brushes, painting the clouds with gold. I am in awe, and then suddenly I realize…
I am home.
Another Garden Art image, featuring a touch of gourmet.
Out in the garden
We can see, touch, smell and taste
Garden Art: Flor de pepino
I’m always nagging on myself to go visit exotic places and see new things. In rebellion (I don’t like being nagged), and contrary to my own advice, I decided that what I really need to do is be present and see the beauty that’s in front of me—right here, right now.
I’m going to work on a new series; Garden Art, and this is the first in the collection. It’s a cucumber flower in our backyard garden.
Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.
Beauty comes to rest In the quiet of the day Gently, with no force I had to share […]
Something eye opening happened recently.
I had been holding off on writing a life-journal update because it seemed there was nothing exciting to share. Eventually I did—in my No News is Good News post—but by the time I sat down to write I was tired. What I failed to mention is that I had one of those aha moments just prior to writing.