31 12 2009

 

           

 

"send in the clowns" : often lonely is the path of the faithful but always faithful is the vibrance of love. in order to color canvas my heart must bleed this truth: love is the force behind each force. the push, the pull, the fall, and ascent, the grace behind each stoke, the mixing of liquid to pigment.





30 12 2009

"faith" : i now believe





29 12 2009

"dream 3 : a city over the sea is waiting to teach me"





28 12 2009

 

"untitled" : blue blue blue you always emerge when i need you. like water like sky you paint on the fire. bringing feeling deep taking vision higher.





27 12 2009

 

"nest" : i let myself feel home





26 12 2009

"rhubarb" : understanding from squabble





25 12 2009

"signs"





24 12 2009

"compass" : this luminous dream is fixed - like the northern star it burns to guide.





23 12 2009

 

"entropy" : greek origin EN - inside, TROPE - transformation - all i have is this airplane napkin doodle as proof im moving miles. internally i do this all the time..chasing things inside my mind.





22 12 2009

 

"2D : 3D" : Now I understand contrast and the ways in which shadows play and so I tiptoe onward into the light of day. The threshold is golden and white, such beauty, embracing the night. They blend..and blend.. They are blending to be held in a single breath. Inhale life, exhale death.





21 12 2009

"patience" : all things of beauty are born from this word. slowly the color draws near. like the rose. like the tree. with patience they mature.





20 12 2009

 

"from within"





19 12 2009

"from without"





18 12 2009

 

"inside" : a lioness grows wings and though the whales wail, the dove sings. inside life thrives. it may be hazy for a spell but time always provides. definition is emerging. shapes are taking form. light carries through what once was forlorn.





17 12 2009

 

" ": silence has its own song





16 12 2009

 

"refraction" : when we release the pain, rules dissipate & only love remains. my discipline is love.





15 12 2009

 

".p.rovidence" : i stumbled upon your shadow... unexpected. It was stuck to film and dangling from sketches. As the black and white pieces fell into my lap I painted them, gently, with color. Often we loved in the darkness. Now we live on in the light. "Memories carry every hue." For this lesson, thank you.





14 12 2009

 

"arise" : the cement is thin. hope lingers.





13 12 2009

 

  

 

"to light" : the heart is a fruit that ripens in the sun.





12 12 2009

 

 

"ambush" : to place in a wood (verb, c.1300, from O.Fr. embûcher = ambush," from en- "in" + busch "wood")





11 12 2009

 

"river of life" : jump in, float on, life is meant for living. Rejoice in the cold that stings, find peace in your heart that longs. The currents swell to carry you home.





10 12 2009

 

"c" : i am in the sea, riding tides in search of dreams. all i know is that i am in the sea. the sea is all i can see.





9 12 2009

 

"commercial" : a plastic film covers the orchid, painting it saturated and spurious. consumerism has blinded me. tomorrow I hope to see.





8 12 2009

 

"frost" : below the bark, within the roots, the summer dream does blossom





7 12 2009

 

"imbrue" : Mascara painted yesterday a contrast to the present. What remains echoes to dance through corridors in color.





6 12 2009

"blindsided" : When I wake up, my world is pixilated. For my first five years this was all I knew. I perceived existence through a fog. The image dim. The feeling deep.





5 12 2009

 

"drizzle" : The sun set in patches over a misty sea and I hopscotched through cracks to keep dry.





4 12 2009

 

"chaos breathes still" : Of what is the body made? It is made of emptiness and rhythm. At the ultimate heart of the body, at the heart of the world, there is not solidity. Once again, there is only the dance. -George Leonard





3 12 2009

 

"dilation" : The day was sun-filled and my eyes were wide and numb. Starring at a wall of letters, they all spelled out to you. Dilation is to open. In my heart you leave a space. It pushes me wide but not numb.





2 12 2009

 

"the distance of light" : Gold rose through the dusk of autumns color. The moon was full and alive. Passion is coming, it whispered. The distance of light knows no boundaries.





1 12 2009

 

"between two" (in memory) : Paula left her body today but her spirit flew high. As she stood for a moment, waiting between two worlds, she saw a view of pure luminance.








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