it's beginning to look (and feel) like winter.
more small tag art...
The breeze at dawn is usually wise - if we listen.
Sometimes, it tells me to remember to breathe,
sometimes, it tells me the world has gone mad,
but most times, it tells me to be grateful
for another day
and to be ok with not knowing or understanding
Amidst the fear and anger
and pain and hatred...
there are so many gentle hearts out there.
So many good people.
That's what I try to remember.
I had a great little painting session last night...
At first it was just paint blobs,
but then it transformed into a face.
a green face, but still - a face.
and yes, it's beginning to look like Christmas too...
it'll be different this year, without mom here,
but we'll make the best of it.
The blue ball is for her. :-)
There are many people with heavy hearts this year,
especially in Connecticut.
I wish i could take away their pain.
Another page spread in my journal...
acrylic on paper...
i go into a meditative state
when i'm doing these dots and circles.
I hold myself back,
for fear that the whole painting
will end up being nothing but a shit load of dots. :-)
So here we are, a week before Christmas.
For those of you who celebrate it,
do so with peace in your hearts
and hopefully, a glass of wine in your hand.
LOVE to all of you...