What To Do

04/08/20
12 x 6 mixed media art journal

Lifebook13 Shapes and Words of Our Hearts with Dar James

04/05/20
15 x 11 mixed media on paper

1.Dense

07/16/17
6x4 art journal page

Moon  by Annie Finch

Then are you the dense everywhere that moves,

the dark matter they haven't yet walked through?

No, I’m not.

I’m just the shining sun,

sometimes covered up by the darkness.

But in your beauty—yes, I know you see—

There is no covering, no constant light.

Red Dragonfly III (It's Time)

10/5/14
24x36 acrylic and mixed media

Red Dragonfly III

Alight on ivy’s tendril,

glowing red messenger from God.

“It’s time, my child, it’s time.”

Don’t look on me as a chance visitor.

I’m here to deliver a message

from the soul you’ve held so tightly

in your arms and in your heart.

“It’s time, my child, it’s time.”

I’ll fly away for a moment

and let you collect your thoughts.

Then you’ll realize I’m here for a reason.

Red as cardinal gliding on late summer’s breezes.

But cardinal’s message is for another day.

I’m dragonfly, red dragonfly,

Returning to ivy’s perch and looking on with love.

Once again here to tell you,

“It’s time, dear child, it’s time.”

Big Thoughts for the Beginning of Fall

9/22/14
11x15 collage on paper

Big Thoughts for the Beginning of Fall

The most alive moment comes when 

those who love each other,

meet each other's eyes and 

in what flows between them then.  

-Rumi

In Your Light

9/19/14
11x15 collage on paper

In Your Light

In your light I learn how to love,

In your beauty, how to make poems.

You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you,

but sometimes I do,

and that light becomes this art.

-Rumi

Thought I'd give linoleum block printing a try for today's collage.  Not sure I captured my basset hound, Cleo, as well as Rumi did in his poem that accompanies.   

Red Dragonfly II (Study)

9/19/14
12x12 acrylic painting

Study of Red Dragonfly

Alight on ivy’s tendril,

glowing red messenger from God.

“It’s time, my child, it’s time.”

Don’t look on me as a chance visitor.

I’m here to deliver a message

from the soul you’ve held so tightly

in your arms and in your heart.

“It’s time, my child, it’s time.”

I’ll fly away for a moment

and let you collect your thoughts.

Then you’ll realize I’m here for a reason.

Red as cardinal gliding on late summer’s breezes.

But cardinal’s message is for another day.

I’m dragonfly, red dragonfly,

Returning to ivy’s perch and looking on with love.

Once again here to tell you,

“It’s time, dear child, it’s time.”