I am in my house and my house is in me. It is the only place on the planet where I feel completely at home. It is an expression of me. I feel safe and can be completely me. My true colors are in my house, Marsala and Tudor cream on the outside, on the inside mustard yellow, greenery green, ultraviolet purple and many paintings … Continue reading Powerhouse
I had a word once. It had a sound to it, something like ‘hell’, but a bird took it away, on an extravagant long journey. By doing so, this bird gave the word freedom. It took the bird quite some courage to carry a word on its wings to a faraway place, ‘cause words can sometimes harass. All of this happened while I was writing … Continue reading Blog night
there once was a rabbit had his ears dried for stupid purposes, like chewing always service minded like the earth grow ears chew little Boa sneaked in I run my fingers through his fur little wolf, almost housebroken. Continue reading 3 rabbit ears
Found this book. It was a donation to the library. We already have it in our collection, so I brought this copy home. It is a page from the book titled ‘De elfen’, (Faeries) a fantasy classic by illustrators Brian Froud and Alan Lee. Two talented artists who in their illustrations explored the world of faeries in myths, legends, and folklore. I am also watching … Continue reading Art journal pages
Some like blues, bold and vivid preferably, others mix up pink with turquoise. We celebrate colors. Some lean to impressionism, others to romantic illustrations or Pop Surrealism while some say they have no particular style. Some of us are beachcombers or go through piles of junk; at times we recycle and assemble. We are grateful that we can and that our eyes are opened to … Continue reading Love4Art Studio: a group story
