All the Single Ladies

All the Single Ladies

I am drawn to artwork with single ladies, I suppose I subconsciously manifested the myriad of them into this jumble of manic can’t-get-enough-of-dopamine-hits from their incessant pursuer, however these single women I choose to frame and adorn on my walls … Continue reading

Born to Fly

Born to Fly

These eyes aren’t the only things soaring with delight; Popolina’s entire being seems to be. I named her Popolina, she looks like one to me. If we only had a sliver of her delight, if only we remembered we were … Continue reading

Uncovered and Overdue

Uncovered and Overdue

This song came up on my playlist the other day. Lots of old patterns surfacing and playing out alongside Aries New Moon. If I had a coin for every time I heard his “never again” (oh for the purpose of … Continue reading

One with the Breeze

One with the Breeze

I had a caption for this. It was crafty. I thought to myself, I ought to write it down. I didn’t. I forgot what the small voice whispered to me. But my vibrant artist has sketched a few of these. … Continue reading

Time, Cherished Time

Creating opportunities in intervals has been my motto for almost two decades now. I haven’t had a whole lot of intervals to myself during those times, although cherished, not much alone time. So while my schedule hasn’t been mine for … Continue reading

Letting Go

Letting Go

These crimson drops, a momento of yet another transitional flash in this life cycle, have speckled this verdant swath like the first hearten strokes on canvas. The Maker already knows the final image, but His beloved children wait to see … Continue reading

Sophos = clever, skillful, wise

Sophos = clever, skillful, wise

I’m never crazy about getting behind the other side of the lens but when a gig relies on a snapshot…ready or not with only a few minutes left until dusk, I called it a day with this one. Taken from … Continue reading

Uniformed and Equipped

to march into the holidays. While downloading and saving these photos, I was mystified by Baby Bear’s expression and gate and how it resembled Girl with Pigtails. It is said we find influences and copy them. Since the cold front, … Continue reading

Street Art

Street Art

Brilliant yellow, flaming orange and rusty reds…what’s that azure? It’s a high-spirited surprise to break up our usual nostalgia of these late fall hues as we make strides on foot and our mini wheels. I imagine this street art was … Continue reading

“Ena,”

little bear requests with her woeful look and her index finger pointing up. She has it down alright. Her averted and sorrowful eyes, head tilted to one side and her usual cheery brim turned upside down to almost a pout. … Continue reading