The Poetics of Place: Redwood Speech,Watershed Prayers
“I want to see our words jump off the ground, erupt from a sensual earth, musty, humid, gritty. I want …
“I want to see our words jump off the ground, erupt from a sensual earth, musty, humid, gritty. I want …
Often when I leave comments on a blog posts that moved me, I write “I love this post” or “I …
Lately I’ve been playing with roses, photographing them at different stages in bloom, at different times of day, against varied backgrounds, just …
As you read this, I’ll have flown across the Atlantic and landed in Madrid. I may be strolling through the …
I haven’t been painting this year as much as last. But I wanted to share a few that will probably …
I came across this poem on one of my favorite blogs O at the Edges. I love the image of …
I entered a local art show for the first time this month and was surprised and pleased to get recognition …
I’ve long been drawn to images of fog and mist. Part of it is the feel for the ephemeral and …
As summer was turning to fall most of my painting was focused on florals and learning to create with acrylics. …
This naming of this painting did not come “like a conversation between two lovers,” as the name of my last …