Section of stained glass panel by Louis Comfort Tiffany
How refreshing would it be if you could dive right into these colors?
 
Welcome to my studio, where I write, paint, read, study, and pray. I muse, too, and hopefully let the creative juices run over onto the screen and other canvases of my craft. Time spent on our craft is not only a good habit...it is essential to our heart and spirit.
 
The Gift of Me

For my birthday this year
I'll give myself the gift of time.
Time to meet myself anew;
to rediscover silence,
and come back to life.
To taste a crisp, cool grape,
and lose myself in a book's world.
Time to start over.
Time to get to know
the me I have become.

April  29,  2004
 
 
This summer I ask my soul to dance.
My fingers long to unlock the gift given and let it soar.
I'll squeeze my hopes, desires, repressions, and expressions onto my clean beginning,
write my struggles into prose and soothe my senses with new surroundings.
I'll turn the key and find...the possibility of Providence. 
Freedom or frivolity?  Freedom now.
My will and time are in an alabaster jar broken then poured out on the Master Artist's feet.
 
June 2009