dreams last night

detail from a photograph
what do Al Pacino, Anderson Cooper and Larry King have in common?
they all made cameo appearances in my dreams last night.

Larry was shopping at the supermarket.
Anderson was teaching a class.
Al was sitting at a desk next to me.

who visited your dreams last night?

rain & sun

one from a series, 2009
rain mother

bathing

with her tears

she called

and father sun appeared

connection

detail from mixed media, 2009
as I was stretching in morning ritual, I heard an inner voice whisper

CONNECTION is the KEY

Like the MOON,
Come out from behind the clouds. SHINE.
- BUDDHA

CONNECTION is the KEY...

vestida de agua

vestida de agua

camina la diosa

sombras bailando en las paredes del alma

ella lleva olas del mar en sus caderas

ella lleva luz de luna en sus sonrisa



dressed in waters

goddess walks

shadows dance on soul’s walls

ocean waves at her hips

moonlight in her smile

space of peace

2007 mixed media color studyYoga and writing keep me balanced and rooted in patience, compassion, silence and strength. From this blessed space of peace I am able to carve out my sculptures, my dreams and passions.

excerpt from one of my journals
originally published in September 2007

approval

items on my desk
You are being processed.
You have been approved.
- check-out clerk at grocery store

do you approve of him?
do you approve of her?
do they approve of you?
whose approval do we seek?
why must we be approved?
why must we approve?

mermaid dreams

a work in progress
I dreamed I was a flying mermaid with a giant fish tail and butterfly wings...

limes of love

detail from a photograph

What is a kiss?
Why this, as some approve:
The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

- Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

who kisses you?

who do you kiss?

oh limes of love...

food as family

a carrot from my fridge
Vegetables, as well as all foods, should be handled and treated with the greatest respect. They are the synthesis of the forces of Heaven and Earth giving themselves to us so that we can live. They are closer to us than our family and friends, actually transforming themselves into our very body and healing us of our sickness. This process is a miracle of miracles and borders on the sacred.

- Cecile Tovah Levin

I dreamt he wanted me to cook for him...

the key is our relationship with food...my relationship with food

awaking all the senses

2009 detail from a photograph
the goddess brought my kitchen to life

awakening all the senses

she has a secret

2007 Untitled mixed media
she has a secret
her POWER

she has a secret
her IMAGINATION

she has a secret
her CREATION

she has a secret
her CONNECTION

she has a secret
her WRITING

she has a secret
her PATIENCE

she has a secret
her COMPASSION

she has a secret
and I am displaying it for all to see...

originally published in February 2007

young creative spirit

2009 photograph taken at Glen Echo Park
Why do we sometimes incarcerate parts of ourselves?

How can we liberate the young creative spirit within each of us?

embrace the entire world

2009 mixed media
Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.

- Albert Einstein (1879-1955)

how do we limit ourselves?

let us embrace the entire world...

la canción

detail from mixed media, 2009
I woke up with this song in mind...

La canción es urgente,
es un río creciendo,
una flecha en el aire,
es amor combatiendo

Quiero dártela ahora
que es la hora del fuego,
que es la hora del grito
que es la hora del pueblo

Que nos una amorosa,
que nos pegue en el pecho,
que si vamos cantando
no podrán detenernos

Que tu voz la levante,
que la suelte en el viento
y que suene a victoria
cuando rompa el silencio

La canción es simiente,
es de barro y de cielo,
es semilla y espiga,
es futuro y recuerdo

La canción es urgente,
va y viene compartiendo
con dolor y alegría
el mismísimo sueño

Quiero dártela ahora
con las ganas que tengo
con el nombre de todos
los que no se rindieron
- Teresa Parodi

What song did you sing in your dreams last night?

island priestess

2009 mixed media from a series
volcanic eruptions formed an inexplicable land mass

brown sugar sands

teardrop rain forests

the priestess had become the island...

...a temple for all who dared to enter

excerpt from a dream

she believes

detail from mixed media in progress, 2009
she wears memories around her neck

she kisses dreams by moonlight

she believes, do you?

box of dreams

detail from a mixed media in progress
she discovered a box of memories

unleashing a cascade of emotions

revealing her deepest desires

writing

creating

mothering

...a box of dreams which have become realities

pintando su alma

2007 mixed media study, untitled
detrás de una hoja azul

se encuentra la mujer

vestida de blanco

pintando su alma

detrás de una hoja azul


originally published in September 2007


behind a blue leaf

one finds a woman

dressed in white

painting her soul

behind a blue leaf

adventure

2009 mixed media
...life is a wildly wonderful adventure made up of journeys. Throughout each journey we encounter individuals who influence us, impact us in such a way that we are never quite the same thereafter...I have vivid memories...

excerpt from a series of writings, 2006

who has impacted your life?

woman

mixed media study
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
the swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
what they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
the need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

"Phenomenal Woman" ©1978 Maya Angelou

phenomenal woman, that's me...that's you...that's her too...