Rise Above

"An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity."

- Martin Luther King, Jr.

"Rise Above"

8"x8" on 1.5" deep canvas

painted edges, ready to hang 

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Motion in Stillness

We all have super powers. Today I found out that hummingbirds can hover, and fly backward and upside-down. I think that's pretty awesome. I love discovering the super powers...we all have them, you know.

"Motion in Stillness"

All works are copyrighted and all rights are reserved by the artist.

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An Uneasy Hope

I've been inspired by angels lately. Their mystery and beauty fascinates me so. I imagine that if they're there they are watching and waiting to see how this new year unfolds...perhaps filled with an uneasy hope.

Personally, I'm filled with an abundance of hope. For me there's no other choice. May everyone's 2017 be filled with love, learning, joy, fulfillment, and reflection. xoxo

"An Uneasy Hope"

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Angel

I've always been fascinated by angels. I remember as a child finding them so intriguing and magical, in spite of, or perhaps because of my upbringing which was void of religious teachings.

"Angel"

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This painting was inspired by the work of Pauline Agnew.

She's Got our Back

I can't help but feel that a little fairy magic might be just what our world needs.

"She's Got our Back"

For every purchase a print of a print of this painting I'll donate $5 to the ACLU...
because they also have our back. 

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This painting was inspired by the work of Tamara LaPorte.

Jaz

I had a bit of an artistic block during this painting. It was on my easel for about two weeks. I stared at her many different times on different days and found myself walking away...until one day when it all seemed to start coming together. Love when that happens.

And a wonderful friend and fellow artist called her "Jaz" as I had reflected that I hadn't been feeling very jazzed during my block. Love that name dearly!

"Jaz"

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This painting is part of a year-long online art class (instructor Tamara LaPorte).

Big Wing Dreams

One of our sweet chickens has a problem.  A wing problem.  While Fuzzy's body is about the same size as the other chickens, her wings are about half the size of her peeps (see what I just did there?).  When we hold our other chickens and let them fly out of our hands, their wings spread beautifully and they do that "almost fly" thing that chickens do.  When we hold Fuzzy and let her fly out of our hands, her teeny, tiny wings flap furiously making a whirring sound, and she falls to the ground twisting and turning Woodstock style. 

But I'm quite sure that when she gets in the coop each night, closes her eyes, tucks her head into her teeny, tiny wing, that she has the most amazing big wing dreams a chicken could have.

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Meant to Fly

I do so love chatting with strangers.  Late yesterday I was walking my dog and caught up with a lovely woman with enchanting tattoos and a fabulous skirt.


Me:  "I like your wings and your bird."  She had wings on the outside of her ankles and a bird rounding her neck.

Lovely woman:  "Thank you...but they don't make me walk any faster."

Me:  "That's because you were meant to fly."

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The Chicken and the Egg

I'd heard rumor that chickens like to eat scrambled eggs.  As in chicken eggs.  Well, I found out that that's not exactly true.  They don't like scrambled eggs, they LOVE them!!

Now I find this to be just fine and dandy, but the rest of my family thinks it's some kind of disgusting cannibalism.  I say my family worries too much.

And what did the chickens and I eat for dinner?  You guessed it...scrambled eggs.  Delicious!

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Losing my Street Cred...Dr. Who Style

So I lost all my street cred yesterday.  My Dr. Who street cred, that is.

Yesterday my little guy and I had the opportunity to come upon a number of Dr. Who elements.  And here's why I lost my street cred...apparently being close, but not exact, is very much uncool.


What I said:  "Oh, cool, there's a crying angel."
What I should have said:  "Oh, cool, there's a Weeping Angel."

What I said:  "Look!  The 3-D printer is making a phone booth."
What I should have said:  "Look!  The 3-D printer is making a TARDIS."

What I said:  "Stand by the Oobleck so I can take a picture of you."
What I should have said:  "Stand by the Dalek so I can take a picture of you."


P.S. I was also told that by using the words "street cred" I'd already lost my credibility just by saying that.

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Turns Out I DO Take Work Home with Me

So what happens when my kid knocks a new jar of pesto out of the cupboard?  Well, aside from a huge CRASH!!!, I find out that I do take work home with me.  It's not as bad as it sounds.  I'm actually quite disciplined about not taking my work home with me.  But as we're cleaning up the shardy, basily, olive oily, pine nutty, parmesan cheesy mess, my kid says, "You missed a piece of glass over here...oh, wait, it's just glitter.  Must be from your work."

Yup, sure 'nuf.  While I don't bring paperwork home from my job, I absolutely, positively do bring sparkly bits into the house now and then.

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Getting Caught

I took Hazel for a walk/run last night.  Yes, I'd looked at the weather forecast.  Yes, I got my east and west wackbirds.  And yes, the big band of rain caught us.

Now it wouldn't have been such an issue if the beginning of the walk hadn't been so wacky.  You see, my kid followed us out the door.

Little guy:  "Catch mom."

Me:  "No, I'm heading out, I don't want to lose the sun."

Little guy:  "Just catch once and throw it back."


I gave in and caught, then threw back.  It was a bad throw.


Little guy:  "It has to be a good catch and a good throw, mom.


By now we're half way down the block because, yes, I did keep walking s-l-o-w-l-y.

He threw again.  It went to the left of me.  I kept walking.

He ran and grabbed the ball.


Little guy:  "No, wait!  Catch!"


He threw again.  I caught.  I threw, beautifully I must add.  And he caught.


Me:  "OK, see ya!"  And Hazel and I ran off.


About fifteen minutes later the sky got dark, scary, and lightningy.  And then it rained.  I didn't mind a bit.  I rather loved it.  But my glasses seriously need windshield wipers.  Hazel?  Well, every bit of the walk/run from then on was simply wrong.  Water landing on her - wrong.  Running through muddy puddles - wrong.  Mom insisting that she keep going when all she wanted to do was stay in a dry spot under a tree - wrong.

We got home and the little guy came out of his room.


Little guy:  "You got all wet, mom."

Me:  "Yup.  You think my send-off had anything to do with that?"


And then he smiled and gave me a hug.  I might just suggest a game of catch tonight.

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Cat Scratch Fever

My cat...I love the guy dearly, seriously I do.  He's the perfect cat.  Aloof, then affectionate, then aloof once again.  Always taking pleasure in my giving him pleasure and somehow manipulating me into believing that giving him pleasure actually gives me pleasure.  Amazing and wonder filled, really.

Anyway...he's got this funny routine lately.  I wake up, he meows at the back door to come in after a night of doing whatever cats do outside all night, he comes in, completely ignores me, goes to his food, eats a brief snack, and then disappears.  Dunno where he goes.  But...I groggily go to my computer, open it up, turn to get my water that I'd put on the bar, turn back around, and that cat of mine has silently positioned himself in the few inches between my computer and the edge of the table, quite effectively preventing me from using said computer.  He yawns, he acts casual, he elongates his body subtly giving me a menu of good spots to scratch.

And I do.  And it makes me feel fabulous!

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