Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Love Stuffing

I must admit that I think I've drifted
to some far, far shore
in a Land of Lovelessness.

When I hear the "Be My. . . " part
of Be My Valentine,
I just think of Mr. Rogers
and "Won't you be my neighbor?"

I think somewhere along the line,
all the love stuffing 
got pulled out of me.

Monday, February 13, 2017

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Full Moon

It might have been the full moon
and the penumbral eclipse
(which I couldn't really see 
because the eclipse was too close
to moon rise here in the Puget Sound region,
so the moon was still dallying behind 
a curtain of Douglas firs)
that had me remembering
my first trip to Paris.

Springtime in Paris.
A lover's dream.

I've celebrated Midsummer's Night
in Paris.

Not much interested in winter in Paris.
I'd rather winter in Provence.

But October in Paris. . . .
that sounds lovely.
With a side trip to Burgundy and Champagne.
Haven't seen those regions yet.

Let's raise a glass to exploring
old and new places to love.

Friday, February 10, 2017

Art Journal Pages: Hope and Love

It must be the incipient arrival of Valentine's Day
that makes me hopeful and thinking of love.
Its power. Its ability to inspire.
Its steadiness.

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Art Journal Page

Two important messages.

They might be related.


Monday, February 6, 2017

This Woman Believes No. 1



Seeking to understand.

All these flow from love.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Abstract No. 42

"If I choose abstraction over reality, it is because I consider it the lesser chaos." 

-Robert Brault