When someone says the word green what color do you see? What’s crazy is that the mind usually is more a determinant than the color

It’s July 4. And it’s little bit wet out. It’s been more than a little bit wet now for days. For the loudest time of

You have an idea. And image. This. This is what you want to create. Or not. You have a blank slate. Canvas. Silk, in this

What I’m lacking in these warmer than usual last days of June: presence of mind. Did I lose it to the two pups that are

I just received a book in the mail with the sweetest dedication. And I had to respond. How could I not? Was it how many

Yesterday the lake was wide open water. One day later, and it’s ready to give up all those reflections we’ve enjoyed for many months. Enjoyed,

Lovely, dark and deep But I have promises to keep… (Frost) Yes, don’t we all? It’s fall. And the promises are calling calling calling us.

I relate: Holding on to the remnants of summer. Holding on to those odd days that blow in warmer weather. Holding on to the sense

WordPress keeps refusing to post my image… I’m sending this with the image imbedded, to see if that makes a difference. So sorry for this

Gracious! NO way. Is that art that that’s happening? It’s been awhile. You know, I was just reading about Giacometti and how he would work