OUR SHARED MYSTERY – 12×12 Longing for more…more connection…..more Love…turning to Life….choosing to live….being thankful….sharing what we have been given….sharing what comfort we have. Knowing, beyond a shadow of a doubt that we are loved. Never deserving, only believing. This life is a mystery. We see through a glass darkly. Yes it is a mystery. It is our shared mystery.
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PRETTY FINE! 20X24 A life of its own…. The red scarf was a gift. She loved it. It was warm and they were in Love. After she lost it, she hoped it would find meaning and love wherever it landed.
Let’s Dance Tonight Honey There’s a fire burning in the hearth. I have been staring at the flames, feeling gratitude beyond my ability to articulate. Gratitude for this warmth. Gratitude for you. The thought comes to me often to be thankful for everything in my life which has led me to this moment. I am
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For a long time, now, I have had the idea of how cool it would be for artists to reflect one another in word and image and music. When we step out of competing with, and being intimidated by another’s work, we realize there is so much we can gain from working together. In that
OUR SHARED MYSTERY – 12×12 – oil on canvas The eyes of my heart. We have an ancient foe. His quest: to steal us away from our true selves, to blind us to what is true in others. He convinces us we must build iron walls to protect what is valuable in us. We forget
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LIVING WITH INTENTION (8×8/oil on canvas) Living with intention means we make decisions. We don’t drift with the strongest current. We choose life. We choose to be kind and to love. We choose to forgive others and ourselves. We make these choices according to our own personal values. As my friend Joanne has said many
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KINDNESS (8×8/oil on canvas) The other day I left an upper cupboard open and ran right into it with my face. My eyelid was cut. The whole thing was a bit humbling and painful, not to mention the black eye which lingered awhile. All this brought back to me a memory from about age 4.
OUTRAGEOUSLY BLESSED (8×8/oil on canvas) At this moment, I am sitting in my little screened-in porch. The two overhead fans are sending soft, cool air my direction. The birds are beginning their daily celebrations. Considering my own flaws and the mundane, boring details of my responsibilities, I am remembering the prayer of a lovey white-haired
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THANKFUL (8×8/oil on canvas) Sometimes there is no better word for life than ‘delicious’. This morning I have been listening to and dancing with Buddy Holly. I listened to Brené Brown’s Ted speech on vulnerability before the sun was up and before finishing my first cup of coffee. I had a laugh and a conversation
HOME (8×8/oil on canvas) The whole concept of “home” is rich. I could write a lot about it. In fact I have already written a lot. But, I keep coming back to these little houses nestled into the earth, or holding themselves together in community. I paint what I most want. And I want “home” and
