I spent untold hours walking this road, in silence so pure I heard ravens’ wings cutting through the air above me. It was here, in the depth of this old forest, high up on the mountainside, where I started making paintings unlike anything I’d ever done before.
horses
Time…
I don’t want to grow old before my time and I fear I may have during these last 2 ½ years of shingles… I choose strength. I choose to stay strong, to get strong again—one day at a time, one foot in front of the other. I can already feel a glimmer of my old self returning and I’m thrilled.
Horse Energy
Here he is at my feet, deciding to let well enough alone. And what a great example he makes. How much better the world would be if we could all rise above our natures, find acceptance and give the other space to be.
New NEIGH-bors
The four acres in front of my house recently sold to a nice young couple who are going to build there, probably next year.
How to Make a Living Doing What You Love!
Many working artists piece together livings from various sources. Most of us don’t make it exclusively by selling our art, although it’s what we all aspire to do…