a fun candle
sugar
eggs
cream
flour
pineapple preserves
coconut
candles
a pan fit for an angel
There is a lot of love in those bags!
- check-out clerk at the grocery store
we had a delicious dinner
one year later
visiting Australia and Thailand instead of Peru
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- baby artist
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Friday, July 31
Thursday, July 30
volcanoes
detail from pen & ink, circa 2006
The only mountains he had ever known were the three volcanoes, which came up to his knees. And he used the extinct volcano as a foot-stool.I've been thinking and dreaming of volcanoes lately...
- excerpt from Antoine de Saint-Exupery's
"The Little Prince"
Wednesday, July 29
Monday, July 27
freedom & time
mixed media completed this weekend, from a series
I was organizing a bookshelf and stopped to view some photos from about 14 years ago. I was younger - and thinner, but I feel more beautiful today. I know who I am, where I stand and where I am headed. I am centered and balanced.
Yes, I may be overwhelmed with chores and lack of 8-hour sleep, but I am learning to give myself freedom and time to play and take naps...and to be in the moment and just give thanks...
I was organizing a bookshelf and stopped to view some photos from about 14 years ago. I was younger - and thinner, but I feel more beautiful today. I know who I am, where I stand and where I am headed. I am centered and balanced.
Yes, I may be overwhelmed with chores and lack of 8-hour sleep, but I am learning to give myself freedom and time to play and take naps...and to be in the moment and just give thanks...
Sunday, July 26
dream messages
detail from mixed media
They were living in a luxurious chateau in France. I was overjoyed to see my beloved Grand Parents. André Breton came to visit and we discussed my art, my writing...
excerpt from last night's dream
They were living in a luxurious chateau in France. I was overjoyed to see my beloved Grand Parents. André Breton came to visit and we discussed my art, my writing...
Words make love with one another.
- André Breton (1896-1966)
excerpt from last night's dream
Saturday, July 25
the laundry can wait
2009 mixed media from a series
there are about four loads of laundry to wash, dry, fold and put away
and all I want to do is paint
and finish a fabulous necklace
and play with baby
and take a nap
the laundry can wait
there are about four loads of laundry to wash, dry, fold and put away
and all I want to do is paint
and finish a fabulous necklace
and play with baby
and take a nap
the laundry can wait
Friday, July 24
unraveling meditations for manifesting
detail from mixed media, 2009
He sat in his green rocking chair, unraveling meditations for manifesting as the praying mantis appeared at the window...
excerpt from a true story in progress
He sat in his green rocking chair, unraveling meditations for manifesting as the praying mantis appeared at the window...
excerpt from a true story in progress
Thursday, July 23
baby artist
2009 marker on paper by baby
He asks to sit on my lap every morning to draw. Some days it is with a pencil, other days with a pen. Today it was with a purple marker. I am in love with my baby artist...
He asks to sit on my lap every morning to draw. Some days it is with a pencil, other days with a pen. Today it was with a purple marker. I am in love with my baby artist...
Wednesday, July 22
to remember or to forget?
detail from a mixed media in progress
I have kept a journal since childhood. Isabel Allende advices to write what should not be forgotten. What about things that are best left in the past? What needs to be remembered and what needs to be forgotten? Do we really have the power to decide?
I have kept a journal since childhood. Isabel Allende advices to write what should not be forgotten. What about things that are best left in the past? What needs to be remembered and what needs to be forgotten? Do we really have the power to decide?
Tuesday, July 21
silence
mixed media in progress
are we afraid of silence?
are we afraid to be healed through silence?
are we afraid of silence?
Within each of us there is a silence - a silence as vast as the universe. We are afraid of it...and we long for it. When we experience that silence, we remember who we are: creatures of the stars, created from the birth of galaxies, created from the cooling of this planet, created from dust and gas, created from the elements, created from time and space...created from silence. Silence is the source of all that exists, the unfathomable stillness where vibration began - the first oscillation, the first word, from which life emerged. Silence is our deepest nature, our home, our common ground, our peace. Silence reveals. Silence heals. Silence is where God dwells. We yearn to be there. - Gunilla Norrisare we afraid to remember who we are?
are we afraid to be healed through silence?
Monday, July 20
Sunday, July 19
el perdón y la memoria
self-portrait, 2009 mixed media
el perdón y la memoria
amantes que se traiciónan
forgiveness and memory
lovers who betray each other
- excerpt from a series of writings in progress
el perdón y la memoria
amantes que se traiciónan
forgiveness and memory
lovers who betray each other
- excerpt from a series of writings in progress
Saturday, July 18
ephemeral existence
study for sculpture
how to respond
when we do not speak the same language
the goddess guided me to the book and I read:
all is illusion
how to respond
when we do not speak the same language
the goddess guided me to the book and I read:
Crystallize my existenceoh, our ephemeral existence
in a drop of dew
Sparkling, ephemeral
with strivings of every hue.
- Alexandra Villard de Borchgrave
all is illusion
Friday, July 17
one strange day
detail from an old sketch
The Once-Great-King would travel for hours on horseback to consult an unassuming crone who had studied with renowned healers in India.
The wizened old woman lived on a cave-like secluded farmhouse amidst herbaceous vegetation known for its medicinal and supernatural properties. She concocted magic perfumes and potions from her enchanted herbs.
The petite soothsayer was in direct communication with the spirit world and the Once-Great-King trusted her predictions and visions with his life and his kingdom.
One strange day, when the moon and sun were both presiding over the skies, a swarm of butterflies appeared, attaching themselves to every living tree in the land. The flutter of countless wings created a humming chant that reached the Once-Great-King’s ears in waves...he understood the time of great change had finally arrived...
- excerpt from a story in progress
The Once-Great-King would travel for hours on horseback to consult an unassuming crone who had studied with renowned healers in India.
The wizened old woman lived on a cave-like secluded farmhouse amidst herbaceous vegetation known for its medicinal and supernatural properties. She concocted magic perfumes and potions from her enchanted herbs.
The petite soothsayer was in direct communication with the spirit world and the Once-Great-King trusted her predictions and visions with his life and his kingdom.
One strange day, when the moon and sun were both presiding over the skies, a swarm of butterflies appeared, attaching themselves to every living tree in the land. The flutter of countless wings created a humming chant that reached the Once-Great-King’s ears in waves...he understood the time of great change had finally arrived...
- excerpt from a story in progress
Thursday, July 16
thirsty for more
2007 Untitled mixed media
What do you thirst for?
What quenches your thirst?
I thirst for knowledge.
I thirst for peace.
I thirst for reverence.
I thirst for balance.
Art quenches my thirst yet makes me thirsty for more...
originally published in April 2007
this morning I woke up thirsty, ready to create
I finished a necklace
and hope to complete a short story by the end of the day
the baby is teething and wanting to play
What do you thirst for?
What quenches your thirst?
I thirst for knowledge.
I thirst for peace.
I thirst for reverence.
I thirst for balance.
Art quenches my thirst yet makes me thirsty for more...
originally published in April 2007
this morning I woke up thirsty, ready to create
I finished a necklace
and hope to complete a short story by the end of the day
the baby is teething and wanting to play
Wednesday, July 15
el rey azteca
mixed media study for sculpture, 2009
el rey azteca se vistió de mis sueños
cantó de cristales y piedras con sedas y palabras
el arte es aire
the aztec king dressed in my dreams
sang of crystals and stones with silks and words
art is air
el rey azteca se vistió de mis sueños
cantó de cristales y piedras con sedas y palabras
el arte es aire
the aztec king dressed in my dreams
sang of crystals and stones with silks and words
art is air
Tuesday, July 14
musa de mis sueños
my Great Grand Aunt: Margarita Debayle Sacasa de Pallais
Margarita, musa de mis sueños
inspirando, recordando...siempre amando
Margarita, muse of my dreams
inspiring, remembering....loving forever
Margarita, musa de mis sueños
inspirando, recordando...siempre amando
Margarita, muse of my dreams
inspiring, remembering....loving forever
Monday, July 13
life is relationship
2009 mixed media
All of life is relationship, and it is how we relate to people, to things, to ideas, and to our past actions that defines who we are. - John McAfee
I opened up the book and this quote appeared...life is relationship...
All of life is relationship, and it is how we relate to people, to things, to ideas, and to our past actions that defines who we are. - John McAfee
I opened up the book and this quote appeared...life is relationship...
Sunday, July 12
beach story
my Dad and me on the beach, circa 1970s
The beach holds memories of sand castles and salty smiles. It is where I need to begin telling my story, telling her story...with Father Sun and Mother Moon...
excerpt from my journal
The beach holds memories of sand castles and salty smiles. It is where I need to begin telling my story, telling her story...with Father Sun and Mother Moon...
excerpt from my journal
Friday, July 10
no ordinary woman
detail from self-portrait in progress
“...in 1450 a beautiful Celtic mermaid named Asenora swam ashore on the coast of Cornwall where a Benedictine monastery had recently been established. After removing her fish tail and hiding it among the rocks, she explored the area on foot and discovered the community of men. She made many clandestine visits – -
....Suspicious that Asenora was no ordinary woman but a mermaid, and greatly alarmed by her presence, the abbot of the monastery hid himself by the water and waited. He witnessed Asenora swim ashore, remove her fish tail and hide it in a niche in the cliff.
When she wandered off in the direction of the abbey, the shrewd abbot retrieved the fish tail, bundling it into his robe. He tucked it inside a secret compartment hidden under the seat of his chair, in the church. Without her tail, the poor mermaid could never go back to the sea, and soon the wildness of it drained out of her. Asenora was converted, and eventually became Saint Senara...”
excerpt from “The Mermaid Chair” a novel by Sue Monk Kidd @ 2005
you are no ordinary woman
go back to the sea
swim in the wildness
just be
no ordinary woman
“...in 1450 a beautiful Celtic mermaid named Asenora swam ashore on the coast of Cornwall where a Benedictine monastery had recently been established. After removing her fish tail and hiding it among the rocks, she explored the area on foot and discovered the community of men. She made many clandestine visits – -
....Suspicious that Asenora was no ordinary woman but a mermaid, and greatly alarmed by her presence, the abbot of the monastery hid himself by the water and waited. He witnessed Asenora swim ashore, remove her fish tail and hide it in a niche in the cliff.
When she wandered off in the direction of the abbey, the shrewd abbot retrieved the fish tail, bundling it into his robe. He tucked it inside a secret compartment hidden under the seat of his chair, in the church. Without her tail, the poor mermaid could never go back to the sea, and soon the wildness of it drained out of her. Asenora was converted, and eventually became Saint Senara...”
excerpt from “The Mermaid Chair” a novel by Sue Monk Kidd @ 2005
you are no ordinary woman
go back to the sea
swim in the wildness
just be
no ordinary woman
Thursday, July 9
Wednesday, July 8
Tuesday, July 7
writing on wings of dragons
detail from mixed media, 2009
To attract good fortune, spend a new penny on an old friend, share an old pleasure with a new friend and lift up the heart of a true friend by writing her/his name on the wings of a dragon. - Proverb...writing on wings of dragons...it is what I am called to do...
Monday, July 6
access the goddess within
detail from self-portrait study, 2009
she telephoned
feeling abandoned, forgotten and alone
I wanted to tell her to be strong
to access the goddess within
instead I listened
and sent strength silently
she telephoned
feeling abandoned, forgotten and alone
I wanted to tell her to be strong
to access the goddess within
instead I listened
and sent strength silently
Sunday, July 5
just begin
self-portrait, mixed media 2009
there is so much to say...
so much to do...
where shall we begin?
...let us just begin...NOW...
thoughts before meditating this morning
there is so much to say...
so much to do...
where shall we begin?
...let us just begin...NOW...
thoughts before meditating this morning
Saturday, July 4
freedom
Lady Liberty
I have a magnet on my fridge which captures the essence of freedom for me. It reads:
do you dance, love, sing and live with freedom?
I have a magnet on my fridge which captures the essence of freedom for me. It reads:
DANCE as though no one is watching you,
LOVE as though you have never been hurt before,
SING as though no one can hear you,
LIVE as though heaven is on earth.
- Souza
do you dance, love, sing and live with freedom?
Friday, July 3
completely nude
my ideal bathing suit
I am quite comfortable in my skin and actually prefer to see my body completely nude instead of in one of today's bathing suits...
...shall I propose we go to a clothing-optional beach?
I am quite comfortable in my skin and actually prefer to see my body completely nude instead of in one of today's bathing suits...
...shall I propose we go to a clothing-optional beach?
Thursday, July 2
stop & remember
unaltered photographic detail of a leaf
we are so busy
on telephones that are computers and cameras and more
we are so busy
running and planning and thinking ahead
we are so busy
we forget who we are
we forget why we are here
let us stop and remember
we are so busy
on telephones that are computers and cameras and more
we are so busy
running and planning and thinking ahead
we are so busy
we forget who we are
we forget why we are here
let us stop and remember
Wednesday, July 1
my story HERstory
detail from mixed media design for tshirt, 2009
In retelling our stories, we uncover the positive, empowering legacy that we've been given...we can only rewrite our stories at the mythic level.
- Alberto Villoldo
I opened up his book and received a direct message...for I have been rewriting, retelling my story, which is also HERstory...
In retelling our stories, we uncover the positive, empowering legacy that we've been given...we can only rewrite our stories at the mythic level.
- Alberto Villoldo
I opened up his book and received a direct message...for I have been rewriting, retelling my story, which is also HERstory...
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