Summer Sun

It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”
~ Maud Hart Lovelace

Summer days, spinning around, blooming. Here we are at the precipice of another celestial event, solstice: the one that happens in summer. That moment when the sun is in its zenith above the Northern Hemisphere, the light is highly potent, the giant in the dark sleeps still, and the cycle moves with manifestation showing face all around. Lush growth, warm rain showers, now is the time of the flowering dance, the pruning glance, appreciating beauty alive. Continue reading “Summer Sun”

Red

Interesting things happen when creativity is flowing . . . just showing up at the table curiously to move paint with regularity spills over, circulating and leading to new ventures.  Last month’s play with one word and collage elements led to four paintings.  In turn, they led to a short story that wove the four women into one tale.  Moving from painting to writing a spark flew from the images holding story inside::in reverse::painting from word compressed haikus and expanding them to imagery. Continue reading “Red”

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