red paint studio in New Mexico — painter
waiting for rain in the desert
4TH of JULY. ...if you can..keep moving ahead
I've never been good at "between" ..between boyfriends, between hair styles, between viruses..between is waiting for something better to happen. No..make something happen or start something else. Indecision is allowing time and fate to conjure up events and a highway leading me in "their" direction..not my choice. I will move forward..chopping down the overgrowth as I go. I have met "time" and he sometimes lies when I stop to ask for directions. Truly... living in and through this political and medical event will be a feat of strength and tenacity. Choose wisely. Fearfulness creates very strange monsters indeed..and some won't...
when people disappear from your life.
I thought watching someone I loved slowly die would be the hardest thing I'd ever have to do. Watching a child suffer while we wait for science and research to uncover clues to a 20 yr chronic illness beats death ..hands down. Death is easy..living is hard. This of course brings me back to why I smile and nod when visitors engage themselves with my artwork..and then tell me "you must be having so much fun.."yeah..loads I want to say ..look closer I want to mention..but instead I know that I cannot divulge all that is not apparent. A female...
full moon and yippie coyote!
Sleeping with windows open most of the year has some drawbacks.. full moon brought coyotes out to hunt and yell...and I wonder what other creatures are awake and on alert. I'll see lots of little foot prints in the sand come morning. A decent rain fell a few nights ago..and the desert willow sends out some last flowers for the hummingbirds. Are they just being kind? the trees I mean..kindness if given will be reciprocated and surprisingly not always in the way you'd expect. In the studio I'm working on landscapes with mostly sky and color. I've never been fond...
after the summer heat