your offering like an orange petal cast upon the breeze surprises me glimmers in my heart - a web caught, held, examined I am dark and multi –faceted turning inward upon myself ever striving you are simple and unfettered enticing and free through you I see differently
Author: Fragments of Light
Room to Breathe
we wander moonlit cornfields in and out of shadows of living growing things taunting what we leave behind there is room to breathe here between the stalks in the stalks everything is breathing here and there is something large here larger than these fields flowing out in contoured rows so simple…Read more Room to Breathe
Summer Will Come
Ok, I’ll admit it. I’m enamored with a single dying weed. So far, it has inspired five paintings in as many months! Click the following links to view the paintings in their original blog entries: (left to right) Songs in the Valley, Reach, Always, Loving You Still. There’s something about it – the pathos as it…Read more Summer Will Come
Touch the Sky – Tree Parables
When my soul is lost and storm-tossed, there is a sacred space I love to go and pray. Amidst towering pines in the heart of Black Forest, I trace a pine needle-carpeted labyrinth to the center. Scent of sap and earth, breezes sifting treetops, glaze of sun on my face, peace settles silky like layers…Read more Touch the Sky – Tree Parables
Seeing clearly – Colorado fires
Dirty haze suspends a sinking sun, blazing orange. Massive flames lick the orb. People watch in disbelief, black silhouettes on a tempestuous rim. Smoke hovers like an ashen blanket. Beyond, proud mountains bow, at once victim and enabler, fuel for an angry monster. We see the creature kick up its first cloud of fury into…Read more Seeing clearly – Colorado fires
Go Deep – Progression of a Piece
Lately I've been digging into the past. It's almost like the last decade or so rolled over me too fast, like a crashing wave with my heart flailing in the tide. Seaweed and treasure alike tumbled by, and I landed on the shore dazed. Now, I find myself filtering through the debris, trying to make sense of it…Read more Go Deep – Progression of a Piece
Loving You Still
His laughter crackled like a campfire, trickled over dappled streams, whispered in aspen groves, twirled through mountain meadows, reverberated from ridge to ridge. His whole life, he laughed. His eyes twinkled when he laughed with me, as if he delighted in some secret wildflower field in my spirit I had yet to discover. Memories of those dancing eyes…Read more Loving You Still
Printmaking with kids
Lily and I enjoyed the perfect kick-off to summer break this week! We gathered a few cousins (ages 5-10) and a bundle of art supplies, and created covers for cards for the Sanctuary of Hope family. Inside the cards are hand-written notes of prayer and encouragement from the Colorado Springs Country Support Team (CST) for Hope’s Promise…Read more Printmaking with kids
Art collaborations with kids
Life is so very, very good. For of those of you who bore with me through my last couple of posts - thank you. This has certainly been a season of heart-searching and healing from the loss of my dad. An event I will never "recover" from, but also a journey of great beauty for me…Read more Art collaborations with kids
Moment between death… and life
On the night he almost died, eternity brushed my cheek. Ephemeral, yet solid. I knew on that night, more than ever before, that forever is. He knew it, too. He would later talk about that passage when a massive stroke shook him like a rag doll in the mouth of a vicious dog. He would…Read more Moment between death… and life
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