Confessions of a Cutter

Cutting. It was not a thing when I was growing up. If it was a thing, I was unaware. It is a thing now. Mostly girls. Cutting themselves where, usually, it is not easy to see. My favorite art show was Declaring Space: Mark Rothko, Barnett Newman, Lucio Fontana, Yves Klein  Sep 30, 2007 – Read More…

YOU PEOPLE!

Last week I was YOU Peopled! in the Park Cities Presbyterian Church parking lot. A woman 10 years older than myself with salon blond hair and an old wine-skin mind-set felt obliged to YOU PEOPLE me as I was leaving the parking lot after delivering art. I use the old wine-skin metaphor for two reasons.  She Read More…

House Cat, Barn Cat, Feral Cat, People

Jubilee and I planned to ride this morning, but the horses were out and it was already hot and steamy.  We decided to try again at sunset. So, what did we do?  We played with the barn cats. We have two house cats.  We love our cats and their independent spirits.  Some days they love Read More…

Its Monday AGAIN

It is Monday again. Monday with all that entails. The hopes and dreads. The fresh start and the repetition of again. Opposites colliding?  Maybe. Opposites inhabiting a shared time and space?  Definitely. We don’t live in an either / or world. More often than not truth is found in both / and. Black or white Read More…

Kiss My Great Aunt Fanny

Confession.  I do nor did I ever have a Great Aunt Fanny. I had an Aunt Mary who was ALL KINDS of magnificent. Aunt Mary is my Auntie role model.  Everything I know about Auntie-ing I learned from Aunt Mary. She could balance a tea cup on her massive breats!  She rocked full figure. I Read More…

Transition Into Now.

Transition Season Today Now Each word. A finer point. Fine points. Sometimes they hurt.  If they are mishandled. Fine points. Sometimes they are just what we need.  If we know how to use them. My friend Claudia introduced me to felting. My artist daughter Ruth taught me how. Long thin notched needles are used to Read More…

Reconsidering Nudity

Reconsidering Nudity Each morning I take our dog, Wesley, for a walk  around 7:30 because the low angle of the sun is such that a great deal of our walk will be shaded.  Once there was a breeze. Yesterday, after the storms, I saw jays, cardinals, mockingbirds, cattle egrets, a dove, crows, sweet little brown birds and, Read More…