Poem & Paintings, A Song
The sun does not shine on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, …
The sun does not shine on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, …
That’s where I’ve been these last ten days or so, wrapped around Schrödinger’s cat in that state of unknowing. My …
One of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver, died last week. I do not have the words to tell you how …
Star_birth_in_Messier_83_(captured_by_the_Hubble_Space_Telescope) I’ve gathered some images, sacred and sublime, to scroll through as you listen to “O Holy Night“, one of my …
Pied Beauty by Gerard Manley Hopkins Glory be to God for dappled things – For skies of couple-colour as a …
I’ve long loved the way the rolling hills along the coast of California fold together and overlap, the sensuality of …
Three new paintings, part of my forest series, I suppose, but really just playing with styles and possibilities. All three …
All My Body Calls All my body calls for something in this sleeping earth we call the spirit. But how …
I’ve started painting again, keeping toward the abstract, still experimenting with water-color and oil pastel, letting them show me how …
“For nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed; the earth is always shifting, the light …