
Art, Storms, & Sun
Yesterday, it was spring. Today, it is the season of storms. I stood here and watched an eagle head into the wind, then glide on

Yesterday, it was spring. Today, it is the season of storms. I stood here and watched an eagle head into the wind, then glide on

The past two weeks have been marked by storms, ceremony, and lots of art-making. I finished two cards and started two more for the new

Brigit, red-gold woman, Brigit, flame and honeycomb, Brigit, sun of womanhood, Brigit, lead me home. You are a branch in blossom. You are a sheltering

Here She is, the image I’ve been living and breathing for the last ten days. I didn’t have any plans to paint a new image