Fragile creatures. We are promise, Filled with hope And such despair; Climbing high, Then quickly falling, Losing ground While gaining speed.
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LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
From one of my all-time favorite authors, some final words to ponder when journeying into dreamtime tonight:
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Learning to speak the language of art
Each week I take an oil painting class. I have gone for over a year now and completed four paintings, which I think is a pretty good number. So far I have worked mostly from …
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LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
“The secret of getting ahead is getting started.” – Mark Twain This day is done. But tomorrow offers a whole new chance to get started again. A clean slate, blank page, or fresh canvas waiting to …
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE
Few people in my life ever knew that I wrote poetry. I would just quietly fill notebooks up with my little verbal snapshots, hiding them away. So putting my poems online for other people to read is a bit …
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There once was a girl who really loved to write …
Shortly after I began posting to this site, gradually putting more and more of my artwork up and writing my blog, I noticed a strange sensation starting to come over me; very pleasant, expansive, but also a bit foreign. I could compare the …
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What does ‘Creative Journeywoman’ mean anyway?
When I was starting to think about what I wanted to put up on this blog, everything I enjoy and wanted to share came rushing at me all at once. I didn’t exactly know where …
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Expanding My Horizons
Today I woke up and was so glad to see the sun finally shining again. It’s been a long winter here in the Northeast, and like a lot of other people, I get seasonal depression. …
