Friday, January 23, 2015

Mary Oliver

This poem took my breath away, I just had to share it with you. XOXO

Forgive Me
by Mary Oliver
Angels are wonderful
but they are so,
well, aloof.
It’s what I sense in the mud
and the roots of the
trees, or the well, or the barn,
or the rock with
its citron map of lichen
that halts my feet and
makes my eyes flare,
feeling the presence of some
spirit, some small god,
who abides there.
If I were a perfect person,
I would be bowing
I’m not, though I pause
wherever I feel this
holiness, which is why I’m often
so late coming
back from wherever I went.
Forgive me.
—  Forgive Me" by Mary Oliver (found in her book "Blue Horses : Poems 2014) Copyright 2014 by Mary Oliver

Saturday, January 17, 2015


I have not done much painting, when life takes me off on some perhaps unwanted adventures, I tend to draw and read and watch videos and walk, anything to take me out of my mind and thinking. This unwanted adventure was that my car died in the beginning of November, so for many months I have been without a car, except I have had loans from friends and I have gotten by. I had very little savings for a car, so I have had my mom's Jeep sent to me from Oregon, it will arrive this coming week, thank God. I had to pay a small fortune to have the car shipped, no one wants to drive a car in the dead of Winter through mountain passes, so shipping seemed the best option. If you ever ship a car talk to me first, I can save you a lot of suffering :-).
The up side it that I will have a small piece of my mother in that Jeep and that gives my comfort. Also through it all I have had to let go of many things and thoughts. I have learned yet again that thinking is what causes suffering. Getting still and letting go of worry has saved me through this process. I pass this wisdom on to you :-).
I leave you with something I read and loved and it relates to living in the moment which is all we ever have, don't miss it. Soon I hope to have something to show you.
* I picked up my Jeep this morning 1/20/15, Yay.

I have just touched my dog. He was rolling on the grass, with pleasure in every muscle and limb. I wanted to catch a picture of him in my fingers, and I touched him as lightly as I would cobwebs; but lo, his fat body revolved, stiffened and solidified into an upright position, and his tongue gave my hand a lick! He pressed close to me, as if he were fain to crowd himself into my hand. He loved it with his tail, with his paw, with his tongue. If he could speak, I believe he would say with me that paradise is attained by touch; for in touch is all love and intelligence.

…I am glad to take you by the hand and lead you along an untrodden way into a world where the hand is supreme. But at the very outset we encounter a difficulty. You are so accustomed to light, I fear you will stumble when I try to guide you through the land of darkness and silence. The blind are not supposed to be the best of guides. Still, though I cannot warrant not to lose you, I promise that you shall not be led into fire or water, or fall into a deep pit. If you will follow me patiently, you will find that “there’s a sound so fine, nothing lives ‘twixt it and silence,” and that there is more meant in things than meets the eye.

—Helen Keller, The World I Live In 

Saturday, December 27, 2014


by Mary Oliver

Today I’m flying low and I’m
not saying a word.
I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.
The world goes on as it must,
the bees in the garden rumbling a little,
the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.
And so forth.
But I’m taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather,
I hardly move though really I’m traveling
a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.

—"Today" by Mary Oliver (found in her published book of poetry called "a Thousand Mornings" & winner of the Pulitzer Prize)
This is my mantra for the new year, I am letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep and not just for a day, but for at least a year maybe for the rest of my life. My spiritual practice these days is about letting things be as they are and accepting them.
No more fixing or controlling.
Happy New Year!

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Merry Christmas! Happy New Year!

Wishing you all a very happy holiday. No attachments, but fun and being child like :-).
P.S. I found this image on tumblr, there was no credit given, if you know who took this photo please let me know , so I can give proper credit to them.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

New Work

I am having fun with thread and sewing. This 10" x 10" has a lot of layers. Venetian plaster, cloth, rice paper, graphite, thread, oil paint, tea, cold wax on board. I have not titled it yet. Click on image then click again and you will be rewarded.
I always love to hear from you.

Monday, December 1, 2014

Time Traveler

This is a new collage/assemblage, "The Time Traveler", 11"x 14", Venetian plaster, rice paper, ink, graphite, thread, teabags, rusted bits, cold wax , on cradle board.
This piece is going to the gallery next week, so if you are interested in it, email me for more information and photos.
I always love to hear your thoughts.
I hope you are all well.

Monday, November 10, 2014

New Work and New in my Etsy Shop

I have been busy painting and making something new for my Etsy shop and for the shop in Ranchos plaza that carries some of my work. The painting is 20"x 20" rusted tea bags, thread, oil, acrylic, cold wax on canvas, Titled "Art of Tea #2. I am also making art cards, handmade collage art pieces that are cards. They can be an all in one card and gift. Perfect for anytime and for the holidays. I have a bunch in the shop and this one is in my Etsy shop now and I will be adding many more in the next few weeks. Let me know what you think. I hope all is well and happy with you all. XOXO