Thursday, April 30, 2009

Her hat flew off everytime she ran down the hall. Hurry scurry she would clutch her books to her chest as she moved on to her next classroom.

consciousness & dreams

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Friday, April 24, 2009

the ultimate mystery

Where did you go today? Who did you see? Did you make some art? How did you inspire someone? I pulled and teased open passageways to allow the art "spill" to occur. I got a lot of blank stares. Many little artists sat in front of their blank white page and could just not make a mark. Faithfully I continued, just stepped back and hoped their spill would come forth!

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Saturday, April 18, 2009

messenger (a poem)



eyes closed

I find you again

hammock sways

pines whisper your secrets

lake sounds cushion my soul




insect wings hover

kissing skin






waves caress rocky shore

lily pads dance

shoreline frolic

nose tickled by wet Labrador


you are my invisible messenger

surrounding my soul

awakening my senses

I find your familiar embrace