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I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, ...

More Beethoven, if you'd like -- two sonatas I've enjoyed sightreading (maybe not quite at tempo...) Sonata No. 27, Op. 90, I. Mit L...

I am free of love as a bird flying south in the autumn, Swift and intent, asking no joy from another, Glad to forget all of the passion of A...

This set is an updated continuation of seventy.eight-.nine .

Currently reading Walking on Water by Madeleine L'Engle. This section regarding suffering particularly spoke to me this week: "We ...

Experimentation with translucent and thick acrylic. The images are derived from a series of small graphite sketches I completed years ago. A...

Finally! I started working on a series of paintings this evening. The technique is more messy // less controlling than usual, so they're...

The last in the face paint series - graphite, eyeshadow, and glitter eyeliner. “The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes. If you fo...

I recently had an encouraging conversation with a fellow artist - we discussed how being an artist is not so much about producing a certain...

One little boy asked me to give his whale "angry eyebrows". The kid was six - what sort of childhood has he had?! Oh, boys : ) Th...

Needs a bit more color to truly resemble face paint. The parrot I created at the fair was full color but more cartoon like // I enjoy the mo...

Last Saturday I volunteered at the Broad Ripple Art Fair at the Indy Art Center. I was assigned to the Kids' tent and ended up painting ...

Inspired by the poem below. Both tree pieces were created using text from the poem. Attempts to convey the certain mood that was prevalent t...

The world's love runs thin. Human love turns evil. Rain strips, in the yellow twilight, the flowers from the branches. The dawn wind wil...

The pen and the paint don't interact enough in this piece. I don't really care for it.