Waiting For Rain In Boulder; Photo. ~~~ Expecting rain, the profile of a day Wears its soul like a hat…. Frontispiece by John Ashbery, U.S. poet, critic Ashbery characterizes himself as having been described as “a harebrained, homegrown surrealist whose poetry defies … Continue reading
Scatterlings: Now Available For Gallery Representation
Scatterlings© is a collection of self-directed enchantment art which combines actual foliage with watercolor, color pencil and pen &ink mediums. Hidden among the actual and rendered foliage are an enchanted assortment of Scatterlings©, mythical animals and fairies. Jacquelyn Berl succeeds … Continue reading
To Draw, You Must Close Your Eyes And Sing.
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Nine To Five
Best Nine on Instagram 2017; I began Instagram in October; so this is technically my Best Nine on Instagram of Three Months … Just like you, clockwatchers all … The last hour You see that snow, with colder resolve Blown … Continue reading
Cyber Monday Week! Every Christmas Card I Can Remember
look the spangles that sleep all the year in a dark box dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine, the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads, put up your little arms and i’ll give them … Continue reading
I Follow The Wandering Voice…
Thanks to some encouragement from my facebook friends I have recently joined them on Instagram. I was resistant to it at first, because I’m already involved in Facebook and Pinterest and blogging. Plus it meant starting another separate email account. I … Continue reading
Journal Leaves; Hovering Above Which Senses Have Worked Loose…
… we keep records of our observations in a private code in large journals. we are saving them up for the day when our memories fail us. then we can read them thru to recall the details. they are an … Continue reading
Tis But A Vague, Invarious Delight
I would like to describe the simplest emotion joy or sadness but not as others do reaching for shafts of rain or sun I would like to describe a light which is being born in me but I know it … Continue reading
I Found Me In A Great Surging Space…
… What it means is, what it’s showing is, there’s this unseen eye, on the inside. And she’s marking it. It’s how the X that says where treasure’s at is not the treasure, but as good as treasure.— ~ Amit Majmudar ~ … Continue reading
Before The Vague Face Clenches Into Light…
… I have vague Dreams now Of intelligent flowers. I cannot say If their roots Are in the ground Or in the air … ~ Primus St John ~ •**•.¸¸ ❀ ¸¸.•**• Quick note: I am in the process of … Continue reading
We Travel A Path That Keeps Turning To Outskirts, Never Quite Arrives
the autumn foliage is paint-by-number and different tabs throughout are half-finished murals of a single type of tree in a single time of year. ~ Alexandria Peary ~ •**•.¸¸ ❀ ¸¸.•**• Quick note: I am in the process of resurrecting … Continue reading
I Hope You Don’t Mind, But I Have Kept A Few Of Your Pieces
To crease a sheet of paper is to change its memory, says the origami master: what was a field of snow folded into flake. A crane, erect, structured from surface. A tree emerges from a leaf—each form undone… ~ Vanessa … Continue reading