Paris

This church is on George Vth avenue near my husbands apt.. the style is a little like Van Gogh.

It is done on a paper bag... everything in Paris is

worth saving , worth turning into something else.

Time spent there is so valued .. every minute , every step , every picture..

Paris

One of most first images from my travels to Paris... this

art is in the style of my 70s'work. It is good to be back .. a little different from the fiber arts but it was time to move on.

The Eiffel Tower has become my love , my true inspiration so it will remain the focal point of my new works.

Handstands

I drew this picture about a year ago when I was trying to work on my handstand. Sometimes if we draw a picture of our fears then they really seem to become less fearful and reachable. A shoulder injury stopped my quest but now I'm back to the handstand journey...when I approach the wall there is still that fear but it behind it there is strength ...which is taking over the fear.

I approach that wall and find the breath , the journey, and say The Handstand.

Meditation Boxes

This collage was my inspiration for the meditation boxes I create. Each are unique

and hold a message of spiritual tone. Most

hold the image of the Buddha somewhere in the

collage and there are also my adornments of

feathers , coins , or shells.

This weaving on canvas reminds me of the circle of life, of the planets , of the clouds.....everything constantly moving...sometimes too quickly or even too slowly .
A good reminder we are all part of this circle , this life this planet.. we are one.

Today I saw an owl on a branch near a creek on a wooded path in our neighborhood. I had seen this owl about 3 years ago. I wondered all morning what brought him to me again... was it

struggle, pain , happiness ,hope? It was a gift no doubt from the heavens from the earth.

I chose this weaving because of the no. 3 ... the weaving has 3 layers.. 3 pieces of dark bamboo separating each layer from the one before. I knew though even before I saw the owl , before I connected with the earth for that day that I had shed a layer

and moved upward.

All one has to do is listen... to the earth , to the wind ,to the birds,to animals .. just listen and watch for the small details for the spaces inbetween the struggle, the pain, the happiness and the hope.

This is from one of my weavings on canvas. It reminds me of clouds, life, breath and harmony. Sometimes we forget that word and its importance..... Harmony.... it is peace, balance,

and breath all rolled into one word of purity. Find some harmony in your day... all you have to do is look and it will come to you.