By the Brook Cherith; 2020; 20" x 28"; mixed media: watercolor, ink, pastel, chalk, acrylic. I tear through the forest, branches ripping at my skin. The trees thin and my feet bog in mud. I fight to lift them, heavily weighted, until bursts of vegetation give way to drifts of sand. Then stumbling, I sink…Read more By the Brook Cherith
During this time when my world shrinks and my physical coming and going is limited by a Covid19 shelter in place to rooms in my house, my mind wanders to a place far away. Last November, I worshiped in a North Vietnamese church, so newly born it still glowed with the embers of its originating…Read more Tongues of Fire
This Christmas, may your heart draw near to the One, True Source of Wonder... Psalm 9:1-2 "I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds. I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing the praises of your name, O Most High." Inspiration for…Read more Merry Christmas!