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silhouette transformed–
matter into spirit—lore
guides the willing eye

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Suzanne at Calm and Chaos inspired me with her post this morning.  I also used Colleen’s words to illustrate my initial reaction to the first photo in Suzanne’s post.


Wolf Dream

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My dream is singing
my dream is death rising

My dream calls spirits
my dream frees ghosts that are me

My dream is all eyes
my dream is everywhere here

Trust the keeper
trust the howling caught inside
trust the chaos and the night

blue moon comp

I know some cultures have 13 names for the moon year, but I’m going with this being the Blue Wolf Moon.  Hopefully, a harbinger of better times for all–


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shapeshifting, orbed–
hunting, calling, longing,
gathering beginnings and ends–

I haven’t tried a cinquain for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge yet, but it seemed to fit the beautiful full moon of the New Year.  I often find strict rules help in focusing my thoughts, and that was definitely the case here.

And no, you haven’t seen the last of that moon in my art and words…


Draw a Bird Day: Hawk

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We’ve misplaced our wings.
The shape on the window ledge–
how it flies!

Not quite yet lighter than air,
you are rising from the grave of pain.
We’ve misplaced our wings.

Skimming the surface of a wistful longing
I hover, shrouded in myself.
The shape on the window ledge

Waiting, watching.
Soundless, suddenly gone–
how it flies!

Being currently obsessed with monoprints, I had to try it with a bird.  I had just seen a red-tailed hawk out the kitchen window on a window ledge across the street from a friend I was visiting.  No matter how often I see one, it’s always thrilling.

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The poem is another cascade.  My friend is well on the mend from a summer in and out of the hospital, and it seemed to me a good sign.  But don’t we all long for such majestic wings?

Anglerfish with lure

Tuesday’s New York Times Science section featured some wonderful sea creatures which make their own light–bioluminescence. This caught my attention as I’m always looking for things to paint. My first attempt is this grumpy looking anglerfish with lure. I used a lot of silver and if you look at the original it’s pretty sparkly. You can’t really see it in a photo. That’s why Kerfe and I should have a show one of these days, right, (K)?

Mountain Gorilla

A beautiful mountain gorilla. I painted this directly with no pencil sketching first like I usually do. I love these creatures, our close relatives sharing similar DNA. I believe all animals are sentient creatures–I believe it even more as I get older. Just ask the three large canines I share my dwelling with. Happy Friday!

Man with Cat

My friend’s husband Miles holding a cat. 

Lunar Rays

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the power of tides
to lead by following songs
tracking the crescent

eyes beckoning as startled
magnitudes shout waves of light

I couldn’t resist a photo of a cat…photo reference and words from Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge, also using words from the Secret Keeper.

I may visit this cat again. I need to explore that shadow.


‘Gator and friends

Another Neocolor with watercolor and pencil. This one owes a bow to Claudia McGill: thank you Claudia. These Neocolors are fun and rather freeing as they do double duty. 

Lullaby (after James Taylor and in Tradition)

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Bye n bye
close your eyes
the pretty horses
dream skying

Darkness reveals
cosmos unseals
path of light
it’s all right
stars shine

Tomorrow’s wishes
wordless hushes
like birds
pretty horses
sleepy eyes

It won’t be long
little one
morning will come
music of the sun
ride those dreams
to dawn

I’ve been dreaming of horses, and Sue Vincent’s photo prompt of a nursery with a prominent rocking horse made me think of the lullaby, “All the Pretty Little Horses”.  And lullabies always make me think of James Taylor, because I used to sing his songs to my girls when they were babies.  I’ve referenced “Close Your Eyes” here.  Another favorite lullaby is “Bye N Bye”.  I seem to remember an Odetta recording, but I couldn’t find it online, so I’m not sure where I originally heard it.

 My babies are adults now, but a lullaby is always appropriate for dreaming.

And that James Taylor recording…oh yes, my friends and I all had a crush on James in 1971.

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