nothing is achieved without practice

I am working on a mixed media piece and have paused in its creation. It already has a name, “my days are numbered”,  which is one of the things I am certain of. I am also certain of the colors I am using. They manifested as I followed my intuition. But now I hesitate. Doubt […]

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i saw

in a raindrop i had it all in the palm of my hand opened and alive the perfect opposite of small one globe of pure water showing me the face of the unknown

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The Ugly Truth

So here it is – the base for my latest series based on some twitter poetry I did last year. (see the April 2010 archives for full details). It’s at the ugly stage. It’s very ugly to me but I decided to post it here in the spirit of creativity and as a witness (for […]

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life comes in

from a work in progress: from calloused hands, garden dirt and shoeless feet can come a clean lightness of being from hands hardened in morning light shaping intention into new diameters and feet eased by ocean’s lap can come a blue sense undone i wait here to feel it happen to unravel two years of […]

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arrival

I’ve been out in the field for a long time searching for inspiration. I’ve gone through Stephen King’s “On Writing” and Eric Maisel’s “Creativity for Life”. I’ve read mysteries, short stories, poetry and science fiction as well as literary journals like the Malahat Review. I have faced the blank page and the blank canvas and […]

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thoughts on the beach

from work in progress on Gordon’s Beach the stones lie like messages on the beach having crept or swam their way up the sand to leave songlines pieces of blank verse and small philosophy for those who care to read

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more writing required

I’ve been incubating but not writing. In the meantime, to get me in a creative zone, I have been prepping new surfaces for mixed media. They are the equivalent of a winter wonderland, white, flat, unbroken and ready for a mark. Fenna, on the other hand, has been writing and writing. She has started her […]

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word search

My friend Fenna and I have decided to enter upon a year long commitment to writing. We have contracted with each other to write poetry – at least two pieces per month. After I created the mixed media piece “time flies – x marks the spot” I sat down one day and let the words […]

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a thought for the year

Read the book of your life which has been given you. A voice comes to your soul saying, Lift your foot; cross over; move into the emptiness of question and answer and question. Rumi I found this quote tucked away in my drafts folder. A good thought for the year.

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