smell the roses
You’re told BUY THIS NOW. Or: eat this food. Don’t ever eat that one. Exercise this way, this much. Etc. What happened to “smell the roses”? I think back on instructions and recall the very different ways that my four…
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ever widening world
How come it’s not working? Have you asked that, when you get something back. It’s not quite right. I got this cloth back today, printed with this image I had shared in an earlier post: I was so excited when…
soul nourishment
Who doesn’t need some soul nourishment just about now? It’s hot. Your mind isn’t always on the best thoughts. You feel … less than great. I know that one. If there’s one crummiest ever aspect of Lyme disease, it’s waking…
how?
I don’t know if you’ve come up with an idea that seemed so straightforward and then the journey is …. anything but that? Years ago, as I’ve shared, I made art that I was reproduced on pillows. Since then, I…
it: art
What does the word art mean, anyway? When you hear it, do you think of a Georgia O’Keefe painting or a MIchelangelo work – something FAMOUS? Or is it more amorphous for you: the way you live your life, the…
understood in retrospect
Have you discovered something inadvertantly, and then you want it for everyone? That was true for me in terms of my art. In terms of my art on cloth. Which… yes, I found in Colorado. Okay, not that summer of…
home sweet home
Do you know that Bob Marley song about the little birds? “Woke up this morning, smiled at the rising sun” (something like that..) And the little birds sing to him. So yesterday morning, I myself woke up and …. I…
that moment
Do you remember a moment when your life changed? When you had only known one way to think of yourself and then… wow! Here’s another? I was born in Virginia, 72 years ago. That’s a while ago. I went to…
start with yellow
Start with yellow. That was Kaji Aso’s instruction, day one of water color class at the Museum School in Boston, years ago. Kaji, or Master Aso, as he preferred to be called, was from Japan. And he knew that: in…
summer!
Who doesn’t LOVE summer? As a child, summer meant days outside: from the cool morning light to saturated sun overhead into the purple light of evening. Summer meant long days playing – what? Horses, of course. If I wasn’t riding…