detail from mixed media, 2009
delicate leaves of gold hold tight to their mother's branches
father wind whispers encouraging words
LET GO
FLY
SURRENDER
it is time
rains of gold dance down
all around
FREEDOM
INDEPENDENCE
SURRENDER
...remembering the souls of the departed
who never really leave....they simply surrender to the cycle of life
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- live like you are dying
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- such a secret place
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- wash away worries
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Saturday, October 31
Friday, October 30
a story in progress
Thursday, October 29
las rosas del principe
"las rosas" 2009 photograph
I was reading The Little Prince to my little prince this morning:
I was reading The Little Prince to my little prince this morning:
But it so happened that the little prince, having walked a long time through sand and rocks and snow, finally discovered a road. And all roads go to where there are people.
"Good morning," he said.
It was a blossoming rose garden.
"Good morning," said the roses.
The little prince gazed at them.
All of them looked like his flower.
"Who are you?" he asked, astounded.
"We're roses," the roses said.
"Ah!" said the little prince.
And he felt very unhappy. His flower had told him she was the only one of her kind in the whole universe. And here were five thousand of them, all just alike, in just one garden!
......he said to himself, I thought I was rich because I had just one flower, and all I own is an ordinary rose. That and my three volcanoes, which come up to my knee, one of which may be permanently extinct. It doesn't make me much of a prince....And he lay down in the grass and wept.
- Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Wednesday, October 28
Tuesday, October 27
el árbol
2009 "árbol" photograph
excerpt from one of my favorite books:
El árbol cantaba con el viento; su follaje hacia música de hojas y sus ramas al rozarse entre si chirriaban, casi como pajaritos. Pero el árbol nunca le hablo, sino hasta aquel día en que el niño se quedo adormecido entre las raíces que sobresalían entre la hierba antes de hundirse en el suelo. La voz sonora dijo: "Te quiero, si me muero, me iré con vos."
- Salvador Cardenal, "Montaña en Flor"
excerpt from one of my favorite books:
El árbol cantaba con el viento; su follaje hacia música de hojas y sus ramas al rozarse entre si chirriaban, casi como pajaritos. Pero el árbol nunca le hablo, sino hasta aquel día en que el niño se quedo adormecido entre las raíces que sobresalían entre la hierba antes de hundirse en el suelo. La voz sonora dijo: "Te quiero, si me muero, me iré con vos."
- Salvador Cardenal, "Montaña en Flor"
Monday, October 26
focus
Sunday, October 25
within
Saturday, October 24
songs of change
Friday, October 23
live like you are dying
2007 Untitled mixed media study
I have never been a big fan of country music,
but this song sent a profound message...
must we be close to death in order to live?
I have never been a big fan of country music,
but this song sent a profound message...
He said I was in my early forties- TIM McGRAW
with a lot of life before me
when a moment came that stopped me on a dime
and I spent most of the next days
looking at the x-rays
Talking bout the options
and talking bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in
that this might really be the real end
how's it hit you when you get that kinda news
man what'd you do
and he said
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named FuManchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.
He said I was finally the husband
that most the time I wasn't
and I became a friend a friend would like to have
and all the sudden going fishin
wasn't such an imposition
and I went three times that year I lost my dad
well I finally read the good book
and I took a good long hard look
at what I'd do if I could do it all again
Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about
what'd you do with it what did you do with it
what did I do with it
what would I do with it'
...and then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I watched an eagle as it was flying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying...
must we be close to death in order to live?
Thursday, October 22
meditative journey
Wednesday, October 21
dance
Tuesday, October 20
change
self-portraitchange
my 37th year began with major changes around me....
I meditate upon this song
and I move and dance to change, to life itself...
as I realize and trust the perfection of the universe...
my 37th year began with major changes around me....
I meditate upon this song
and I move and dance to change, to life itself...
as I realize and trust the perfection of the universe...
Cambia lo superficial
Cambia también lo profundo
Cambia el modo de pensar
Cambia todo en este mundo
Cambia el clima con los años
Cambia el pastor su rebaño
Y así como todo cambia
Que yo cambie no es extraño
Cambia el más fino brillante
De mano en mano su brillo
Cambia el nido el pajarillo
Cambia el sentir un amante
Cambia el rumbo el caminante
Aunque esto le cause daño
Y así como todo cambia
Que yo cambie no es extraño
Cambia, todo cambia
Cambia, todo cambia
Cambia el sol en su carrera
Cuando la noche subsiste
Cambia la planta y se viste
De verde en la primavera
Cambia el pelaje la fiera
Cambia el cabello el anciano
Y así como todo cambia
Que yo cambie no es extraño
Pero no cambia mi amor
Por mas lejos que me encuentre
Ni el recuerdo ni el dolor
De mi tierra y de mi gente
Y lo que cambió ayer
Tendrá que cambiar mañana
Así como cambio yo
En esta tierra lejana.
- Julio Numhauser
Monday, October 19
healing
one of my beloved buddhas wearing a mixed media sculpture
Just as the soft rains fill the streams,
pour into the rivers, and join together in the oceans,
so may the power of every moment of your goodness
flow forth to awaken and heal all beings--
those here now, those gone before, those yet to come.
By the power of every moment of your goodness,
may your heart's wishes be soon fulfilled
as completely shining as the bright full moon,
as magically as by a wish-fulfilling gem.
By the power of every moment of your goodness,
may all dangers be averted and all disease be gone.
May no obstacle come across your way.
May you enjoy fulfillment and long life.
For all in whose heart dwells respect,
who follow the wisdom and compassion, of the Way,
may your life prosper in the four blessings
of old age, beauty, happiness and strength.
- Traditional Buddhist Blessing & Healing Chant
Just as the soft rains fill the streams,
pour into the rivers, and join together in the oceans,
so may the power of every moment of your goodness
flow forth to awaken and heal all beings--
those here now, those gone before, those yet to come.
By the power of every moment of your goodness,
may your heart's wishes be soon fulfilled
as completely shining as the bright full moon,
as magically as by a wish-fulfilling gem.
By the power of every moment of your goodness,
may all dangers be averted and all disease be gone.
May no obstacle come across your way.
May you enjoy fulfillment and long life.
For all in whose heart dwells respect,
who follow the wisdom and compassion, of the Way,
may your life prosper in the four blessings
of old age, beauty, happiness and strength.
- Traditional Buddhist Blessing & Healing Chant
Sunday, October 18
more beautiful now
2007 Untitled photographic study" One day, I was already old, in the entrance of a public place a man came up to me. He introduced himself and said, “I’ve known you for years. Everyone says you were beautiful when you were young, but I want to tell you I think you’re more beautiful now than then. Rather than your face as a young woman, I prefer your face as it is now. Ravaged.”
opening paragraph of “The Lover” ©1985 Marguerite Duras as translated from the French by Barbara Bray
opening paragraph of “The Lover” ©1985 Marguerite Duras as translated from the French by Barbara Bray
Saturday, October 17
such a secret place
2007 Untitled
"If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars, it is enough to make him happy just to look at the stars. He can say to himself: 'Somewhere, my flower is there...' But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will be darkened....And you think that is not important!"
He could not say anything more. His words were choked by sobbing....I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more. It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
- excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery's
"The Little Prince"
"If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars, it is enough to make him happy just to look at the stars. He can say to himself: 'Somewhere, my flower is there...' But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will be darkened....And you think that is not important!"
He could not say anything more. His words were choked by sobbing....I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more. It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
- excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery's
"The Little Prince"
Friday, October 16
birthday girl
mixed media of moi...circa 1970's
a dear friend once gave me a cosmetic bag that reads:
"birthday girl philosophy: be grateful to have been given one more day, let alone one more year. remember to dance in your nightgown, sing in the shower, ride a bike, fly a kite, and take an occasional "wind bath" in your bare skin. give those you love big kisses, huge hugs, and the words "i love you" often and always. nurture your body rather than starve your soul with fad dieting. spend time with the old and the weary to better appreciate your life. on your birthday, call your mother and father wherever they are to thank them for all that they have done for you. watch the movie "life is beautiful" at least once a year. remember that you are not guaranteed tomorrow and that today is as good as it gets. thank god for every thing, every day, every moment."
a dear friend once gave me a cosmetic bag that reads:
"birthday girl philosophy: be grateful to have been given one more day, let alone one more year. remember to dance in your nightgown, sing in the shower, ride a bike, fly a kite, and take an occasional "wind bath" in your bare skin. give those you love big kisses, huge hugs, and the words "i love you" often and always. nurture your body rather than starve your soul with fad dieting. spend time with the old and the weary to better appreciate your life. on your birthday, call your mother and father wherever they are to thank them for all that they have done for you. watch the movie "life is beautiful" at least once a year. remember that you are not guaranteed tomorrow and that today is as good as it gets. thank god for every thing, every day, every moment."
Thursday, October 15
wash away worries
2007 Untitled mixed media
may the SUN
bring you new energy by day,
may the MOON
softly restore you by night,
may the RAIN
wash away your worries,
may the BREEZE
blow new strength into your being.
may you walk gently through the world
and know its beauty all the days of your life.
- APACHE BLESSING
RAIN MOTHER, wash away our worries...
may the SUN
bring you new energy by day,
may the MOON
softly restore you by night,
may the RAIN
wash away your worries,
may the BREEZE
blow new strength into your being.
may you walk gently through the world
and know its beauty all the days of your life.
- APACHE BLESSING
RAIN MOTHER, wash away our worries...
Wednesday, October 14
turquoise & silk
Tuesday, October 13
pearls of wisdom
Monday, October 12
blue eyes
Sunday, October 11
Saturday, October 10
el camino
Friday, October 9
in progress
detail from a piece in progress, 2009
we are all works in progress
let us be kind to ourselves and to each other
let us choose thoughts of peace and compassion
Thoughts are like drops of water. When I think the same thoughts over and over again, I am creating this incredible body of water. First, I have a little puddle, then I may get a pond, and as I continue to think the same thoughts over and over and over again, I have a lake, and finally an ocean. If my thoughts are negative, I can drown in a sea of my own negativity. If my thoughts are positive, I can float on the ocean of life. I dwell on positive thoughts.
- Louise L. Hay
we are all works in progress
let us be kind to ourselves and to each other
let us choose thoughts of peace and compassion
Thursday, October 8
goddess gifts
detail from a recent photograph taken in Granada, Nicaragua
I was walking barefoot on the cobblestone streets, heading towards the colonial cathedral.
The goddess appeared with specific messages and gifts:
a golden pen to write
a blue feather to fly
corals, crystals and minerals to sculpt
excerpt from last night's dreams
I was walking barefoot on the cobblestone streets, heading towards the colonial cathedral.
The goddess appeared with specific messages and gifts:
a golden pen to write
a blue feather to fly
corals, crystals and minerals to sculpt
excerpt from last night's dreams
Wednesday, October 7
looking
Tuesday, October 6
open open
2007 Untitled mixed media
This morning in the midst of feeding, bathing and dressing baby....feeding, bathing and dressing myself...finding lost keys -- I stopped to take a breath and was called to this book, to this passage. Let us open our eyes, open our hearts and remember to be grateful....Om Shanti...
You use my world without gratitude. You are blessed but fail to see your blessings. Open your eyes. The sun rises in beauty. The day begins. It is my day that I give you. You are my cherished child. Open your heart. Learn to thank me for all that unfolds for you. I am always present, always active. I bring you people, places, and things to bless your path. I am your provider, your opportunity. I am your path. Be conscious of me. Count your blessings and allow me to multiply them. Every thank-you triggers another gift. Blessings build upon blessings. They multiply in a grateful heart.
Bring me your heart. Let me soften it. Let me teach it to cherish and appreciate the smallest things. The puppy basking in the sun. The butterfly alighting on a bush. The industrious ant. The budding rose. All of these are part of me. All of life is my life, and all of life is yours to enjoy.
Celebrate beauty when you find it. Practice compassion for every living thing. Allow life to teach your heart how to respond to life. Let the willow teach you flexibility. For the poplar learn optimism. From the cottonwood take lessons in gentleness. I bless you with all these. Exercise gratitude that I may bless you more.
- Julia Cameron, excerpt from her book
"Answered Prayers: Love Letters from the Divine"
This morning in the midst of feeding, bathing and dressing baby....feeding, bathing and dressing myself...finding lost keys -- I stopped to take a breath and was called to this book, to this passage. Let us open our eyes, open our hearts and remember to be grateful....Om Shanti...
Monday, October 5
Mercedes Sosa
2009 mixed media
Music can't solve problems. Human beings have to resolve their own problems. But music can console people who suffer from problems, and perhaps it can inspire people to try to solve their problems. Singers have to sing whatever they believe in. They have to stay true to themselves. These are the songs I believe in, so I have to keep singing them.
- Mercedes Sosa (1935-2009)
....and we must continue singing, for our children's children...
Music can't solve problems. Human beings have to resolve their own problems. But music can console people who suffer from problems, and perhaps it can inspire people to try to solve their problems. Singers have to sing whatever they believe in. They have to stay true to themselves. These are the songs I believe in, so I have to keep singing them.
- Mercedes Sosa (1935-2009)
....and we must continue singing, for our children's children...
Sunday, October 4
I woke up
2003 sculpture surrounded by some of my stone collection
what very strange dreams last night
a famous man was overdressed
his infamous wife was tardy
a nurse attempted to sell me a crystal chandelier
something I do not need or want or even like very much
what very strange dreams last night
I woke up to find my baby dancing and giggling
every day seems like Christmas morning with him
what very strange dreams last night
a famous man was overdressed
his infamous wife was tardy
a nurse attempted to sell me a crystal chandelier
something I do not need or want or even like very much
what very strange dreams last night
I woke up to find my baby dancing and giggling
every day seems like Christmas morning with him
Saturday, October 3
turquoise morning
Friday, October 2
playing with silk
Thursday, October 1
one's courage
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