With words and images, I am telling my story. Through art, through sculpture, I am remembering HERstory...

Saturday, June 6

supressed joy

we sat under The Princess Tree,

who kissed us with her leaves and seeds,

blessings of life, death and fertility

upon our heads...

we ate with our hands,

like children,

as water spilled playfully,

emotions and energies flowed


my hands honored 

the fire in my belly

and I discovered 


supressed joy 

"The end is the beginning of all things, supressed and hidden, awaiting to be released through the rhythm of pain and pleasure." - Krishnamurti

snapshot of The Princess Tree