The Serendipity of Dreamwork
Something is calling me towards re-engaging more fully with my dreams. What started as decluttering my house led to a kind of decluttering of the mind: holding on to the…
The Room of My Soul
In the room of my soul, there are arched windows. Made of stone, they crumble a bit. But the windows frame the ever changing landscape. I keep an eye on…
Water Baptism- a dream reflection
I want to share with you a dream I had, as the imagery was so powerful, it has given me much to reflect on. I’ve called the dream (and the…
Light and Shadow: a Meditation
They move with the time of day and make visible the dance of the breeze. Dappling the world shadows are darkly mystifying. When I paint shadows, I often use all…
Remembering Jordan
Creating art has changed for me in many ways. My eldest son, Jordan died in a car accident in March this year. He would have turned 26 on the 18th…