Please join me for my debut solo exhibit at HodgePodge Coffee House and Gallery June 6 at 7:00 PM. What the DreamKeeper Saw is a collection of work expressing the journey of my artistic self-discovery and critical world view as seen through the eyes of my DreamKeeper muse, the consciousness of my human spirit. A fellow artist, whom …
Some of you may know me. I hope not. You are alright with me and I would like things to stay that way between us. But here is the truth. Often, I am elsewhere, some place far and away from this place, caught in a vortex of decisions and in-decisions, trying moderately hard to see …
we move / we groove / we follow the moon and chase the stars / on the lookout yeah / for harmony / real / but i’m writing grownup hall passes in my head for places i long 2 b and have never been / while u are the proud reason for roaring crowds at …
Some people don’t believe our planet is in jeopardy but we are experiencing greater and more frequent planet damage. Flooding is occurring around the globe with unheard of frequency and what isn’t under water is being subjected to fire as our lands endure drought-seizures. The polar icecaps are melting and the oceans are throwing up. …
I was in a tumultuous relationship. Well, tumultuous in hindsight. The guy was cool, not a hothead or evil doer. We just had issues ultimately that we could not resolve. He did stuff that I thought contradicted what he said and his truths appeared never whole. Tiring, right? He spoke half truths with ease and …
One summer, I tried my hand at gardening. Turns out I don’t have a green thumb but despite what turned out to be woefully inadequate gardening skills, the cannas I planted grew beautifully. I was so impressed. So, just before I cut them down and ripped ‘em out of the ground (on account of they grew taller than my …
Yesterday (01/06) was my dad’s birthday. He passed away many years ago and truthfully, I don’t think of him as often as I did when he first left this plane. Losing him was painful but as we all know, time is a balm. I won’t say that time heals because that wouldn’t really be true …
The election is over. Thank goodness because the whole process brought with it more stress than I could shake a stick at and trust me, I did my share of stick shaking. Now back to me. This is the pencil sketch for the painting that is still unfinished. In fact, it has been sitting on …
I was missing my mom this week so in the course of my pencil practices, did a sketch of her from a photograph. She was hot. And, you couldn’t tell her she wasn’t. She loved furs and jewelry and stilettos and she wore elegant finery like it was made especially for her. A strong woman …
Our world is filled with headlines of gloom and doom and despair every morning and we double-down during the course of the day. I, and millions of other people, ingest this stuff daily and it affects us in ways that probably cannot be altogether measured. It affects our day-to-day lives, our way of thinking, our …