Photo Source: Pixabay anathema for the love of all that is holy and sacred banish the bruises from these bones and slay the shadow dragon that breathes fire down my spine and sinks its talons deep in the

Photo Credit: Pixabay o[r]bit my death was a violent rejection of iconography an academic example of expired mythology and yet not the conclusion of the story titled me interrupted on hiatus in transition

Pic Source displacement hallelujah and let the church say amen from empty pew and pulpit chained up doors with lights out for the night while lost souls circle the sanctuary seeking salvation flaunted

I should really start using my sunrise and nature pics as prompts for my writing.

Well. When my alarm went off this morning, the wind chill was -1°F. After Monday's snow storm (which dumped an official counting of 9.4" of snow on us) and Tuesday's "snow day" where school

This is the view from my window. Today, this morning, we began accumulating the first snow of the season. That is, the first sNOw of the season. I despise the cold and abhor stuff falling from the sky,

November has brought gray skies, cold winds, and early snows. This artist is taking time to reevaluate and recuperate.

Red stone in my hand Its rounded edges shattered Wire holds them close Sumayyah Talibah © 29 October 2019

No matter how many times I see the sun rising in the morning, it remains a majestic sight. Add in some clouds in an interesting configuration, and it is almost as if the world is telling me "I love

Its nowhere near February, but my favorite neighborhood groundhogs came to visit me and eat from the grasses we grow. I am unsure if this is the same animal that used to live underneath oir porch, or if

Oh, to have a bird's eye view of the world.

Since school has been back in session and the season is poised to change, I am back to being outside just as the sunrise sets the sky aflame in preparation for another day.

I think I've mentioned before that I have the neglected remains of a garden next to my front door. This morning, I noticed one particular leaf. It was dotted with moisture and caught in a state of exhaustion.

Getting back into my earring making mode. This particular pair took almost 3 days to complete due to the small metallic rainbow seed beads causing all sorts of pain in my hands as I maneuvered them onto

After 3 short, heavy, back-to-back rainstorms, the sun is out again - just in time for it to begin setting. I love the formation of these clouds and the way the sunlight plays around them.

I took a break from drawing and sketching due to some family stuff. I was concentrating on making jewelry for the shop. Today, however, I managed to make some new charcoal drawings in my sketchbook.

I have been making some changes to the way I hand wrap stones in wire. Not really on purpose; I suppose it means that my skills are improving and evolving. Currently, I have these stones. You can tell

Sometimes it rains while the sunshines. If you live in certain parts of the United States, you may have heard that a sunshower means "the Devil is beating his wife" or "the angels in Heaven

It has been about a week since I posted anything worthwhile (or possibly at all). I injured my wrist, and my father had a heart. Today, my wrist was feeling better and I got word that my father's surgery

Sometimes it is helpful to stop and really look at what you are in the process of doing. With drawing, for example. At each step, an artist should probably pause and ask "is this what I want?"