There is a tree
A lonely tree
And I know where its rooted.
And I know how the sun makes it glisten.
I'd take you to this tree
If I knew you felt as lonely as me.
This tree is lonely
Season to season
Like I am lonely
Reason to reason.
And when I wallow amongst the path
That takes me to the lonely tree
I feel my bones at ease
There is always a breeze.
When I see the lonely tree
I begin to feel free
With the loneliness intertwined
To nature divine.
Silence-and the wide eyed ski.
Maybe I could take you there
To the lonely tree
And there you could see
Loneliness at ease.

I can see you in your eyes.

Sparkle Dust

In the thunder I saw a sparkle
And a winged fairy came
With all the sparkle dust in the world.

She said "the storm will pass...
The sun will glow
In yellows and of golds
Spark dust - you will uphold."

As the lightening bolt withdrew
She F L E W
And left behind
All the sparkle dust in the world.

And what shall I do?
So I painted and I glued
A place ALL blue
And a sun of sparkle dust true.

I dreamt my wings grew
And my picture TRUE
I F L E W
With sparkle dust true

And when I returned of imagery askew
What I found was the sun all new
Of yellows and golds
Sparking in TRUTH.

Won't you wallow with me?

Where do YOU want to go?

I was awake while I was dreaming.

Brittany and I had a little costume party! You can come next time too!

Sometimes in life you meet people who are so captivating that you feel as though you cannot carry on without them. These people make you feel alive. These people make you breath a little slower, see a bit clearer. They make you feel. Do you feel alive?

.I am alive.

Clean it up. Human waste - you are an eye sore.

My necklaces are much more enthralling than my neighbors pile of trash that is in clear view of these majestic walls of tranquility.

Dear Self,
I like your necklaces a lot, and even more so like taking pictures of them. I am leaving the armpit of America in a week. To the river I will go, then Houston, and then to Chile Chile where I will ride the snow. Yes - I can almost see it all now, I can see you too.

This is my world. My world of art. I can feel it, taste it, smell it. I am living it.

"To create one's own world in any of the arts takes courage.”
Georgia O'Keeffe

Thank you Moose, thank you much.

I like hiking in my mini skirt.
And I also like good people.
.The Forks.
Lots of good people in one place--
And where its okay to have the smelly funk
I like their smelly funk,
Almost as much as I like hiking in my mini skirt.
The river was swell,
And so was the man eating bugs.
Yes eating bugs.

“Fashion is an imposition, a reign on freedom.”- Golda Meir