Rain walking
rain drumming
on my parka hood
Lost in Mist
mist laying down glitter
among the grasses
and diamonds on the leaves
soft rain and mist
Misty Trail
secret paths
that disappear in the sun
More small works in Dream Voices tseka
when it rains….when it is too cold to work in the studio….when it is too hot….
or simply when…
Undercliff
I move away from the big paintings, take small squares of paper and my paints onto the covered patio, or under my Ash tree.
I listen
to the Rain, the Wind, Empty Space and who […]
Bells
on the garden gate
clacking
every-so-often in the wind
copper on brass
Listening in the black night
I am hearing other bells
on the otherside of the world
otherside of my life
cow bells
clanking greeting
on soft May-green slopes
goat bells, sheep bells
tinkling, clinking
woven in the dreamer’s wind
She lay so still, so quiet, in a far away place, eyes open, unseeing, breathing slow, the last breaths of a long count, nearly 23 years completed.
At the last moment she roused herself and called to me, i cradled my hands around her.
Daughter of Radiance
i whispered
She relaxed into them
do not be afraid
Her eyes were full […]
This place belongs to us….
just in case you had other ideas….
one of the big grays who look more like lynx than the usual smaller bobcats here
i love them all but especially these
As a totem symbol bobcats represent not having boundaries. Fine by me, be welcome, but don’t test who owns the little cats here. It […]
1 May / 8 sumars dag
Valborg / May day
Happy May day
When I was a child we celebrated May day by making small baskets out of paper, twine, twigs, they were rustic not meant to last. A handle was the important part and they had to have enough integrity to hold a bouquet of flowers. […]
25 April
Namnsdag Marcus, Mark
Today is the namnsdag of my brother. He arrived in the world three years ahead of me and several weeks ahead of a body that was ready to receive him. In 1949 this premature entry had consequences, which today technology has mostly eliminated. Shortly after birth he suffered an apnea, that is […]
I was having dinner with a friend who asked me why I cut my paintings apart. It is a common question I receive about my work. The answer went something like this:
Running my finger around the porcelain tea bowl, I asked him, “Do you see this? It is perfect.”
I held the cup up to […]
Zamma and I have been camping on death’s door, the holy door. Up, down, sliding, recovering, it has been two weeks at the threshold, waiting in uncertainty. Zamma will decide.
We are two old friends.
Zamma is ancient approaching her twenty-third year. My wee girlie of the feral clans is not much bigger than two handfuls, yet […]
Venus shining in my window awakens me early these mornings. Jupiter is nearby. It is breathtaking to be awake at the end of night, hours before dawn. Venus and Jupiter, the feminine and expansive benefics are in the sign of Capricorn. I make no claims to asto-wisdom though for many years I have been […]
