So I am still here, although I have made another blog on wordpress where there are more recent posts. this one seems to have been archived and I haven't really paid attention to it, so there is that. Most of the writing I have saved elsewhere.
So what is new with you?
Tuesday, December 06, 2016
Sunday, September 25, 2016
what have I been up to?
a little of this and a little of that.
It was a nice summer. I have been doing a lot of non public writing. trying to finish some knitting and stuff. you?
It was a nice summer. I have been doing a lot of non public writing. trying to finish some knitting and stuff. you?
Saturday, March 26, 2016
Friday, March 25, 2016
Tuesday, March 08, 2016
for all of us
you are beautiful
all of your flawed furious unstoppable selves
all of your self doubt and self loathing and fears are groundless
you are floating in a medium of unspeakable beauty
unmeasurable
unfathomable consciousness
our connections to each other
are no less than the gossamer threads of angels light
allowing us to be
and be loved
as we are
we are loved and love
who we are now
all of our pain and sorrow
all of our alone ness and fear of failure
and all of our fury
relieved
shed like a sad skin
peeled like an orange
to reveal our inner beauty
and all the while
as you are revealing your inner layer
you are leaving behind the scent of your beauty your
fragrant inner life force
instantly recognizable
and you are home
right where you are
you belong
wherever you are
this is what makes us beautiful
this is it
not the outer shell that fools worship and discard
but the soft and shaky real you
you are all beautiful
Monday, February 22, 2016
Practice.
Read an entry on nancycrawford.com. Sometimes I hesitate to begin because my inner critic is in full sail. Today I listened to James Patterson book to mute her. This may or may not be finished. Made with encaustic its support. Gold leaf and gold powder. Sunflower leaf print on rice paper and r&f encaustic paint.
Thursday, February 18, 2016
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Encaustic
leaves |
I am not a professional painter or poet but I do dabble.
Because I love colors and painting and poetry. to me they represent the best of us.
Love the Nancy Crawford videos! I would love to take a class with her if our paths ever cross.
ENKAUSTIKOS cadmium Green medium
ENKAUSTIKOS alizarin crimson
ENKAUSTIKOS ultramarine blue
ENKAUSTIKOS Burnt Umber
Cadmium green light wax stick
ultramarine blue pigment from SINOPIA
waxed book binding thread from on line
two small jars encaustic gesso
MDF 24 by 24 inch 1/4 inch board
five aluminum tins
2 boars hair brushes
1 fan brush
1 metal brush
wood nail stick
metal pallette knife
awl
micro cleaning cloth
heat gun
flat griddle
gloves
Saturday, January 30, 2016
jan 30 2016
now that we have conquered nature
as it were
and stand uneasily amongst ourselves
limply holding the reins
eyes seeking to meet each other and then quickly looking away
what now?
do we derive to sustain us in this hall of mirrors
and only in our dreams do we meet each other
as we once were
only in the night of the unconscious
do we ascertain the the danger
and the approach of passion -
like lying on a landing strip as the beast
roars above you
landing or leaving it did not matter
only the huge shuddering of a body that revealed you
thrilling and
shattering your claim to self sufficiency
and in the aftermath
the only thing you can remember is the smell of the fumes burning your nose and the thrumming of your ears as you struggle to recover from the noise of it.
in the realm of present currency
we would do well to dwell in this dream,
where souls are all of one and each other
and not derived from this
morass of self identification
impugned on shards of silvered glass.
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