Red-Gold Before Winter

Fluttering Red-Golds Dancing Through The Open Sky, Trees Shedding Their Leaves As Seasons Come To An End. A White Winter Is Coming. Advertisements

Today’s Affirmation

We all live in a world where darker thoughts take precedence. The news is a show of horror, people are no longer filled with love and kindness for their neighbors or strangers, and the world itself has lost a vital connection – unity. I see so many people who are down and under. Girls and…

Rambling Thought on Faith

Having faith isn’t easy. There no any getting around that. Not for me, not for you, not for anyone. When it comes to the Maker, whom is known by many names and many genders, an entity that has had avatars in our world and is always present, all we know and experience is due to…

Another Paint Session!

Hello, everyone! I’m back! Again! Honestly, I wonder how many times I’m going to say that one line. It seems to be a common one, for me. I am sorry I haven’t been all that activate here, of late. I’ve been trying to get so much done, these last few weeks. Between the death of…

Paintings & Magic

There are two things that have drawn my attention. The first is the messy world of acrylic pouring. I’ve been doing a canvas every night or every other night. I enjoy it and the finished paintings have been turning out well. I did this painting last night, right before bed. I had a lot of…

The Naming (Or Lack Thereof)

I have, once again, made a new and pretty painting. This one is my favorite. I haven’t used a few of the colors on the pour, so I was far from sure how it could turn out. It’s pretty, though. However, I am in a pickle. Artists name their paintings. When I look at it,…

Soothing Souls

The last few days have been interesting. I think I’ve said that on the last few posts I’ve done, now that I think about it. It’s been an interesting few days. My interests took a clear dive into the world of acrylic painting and for good reason. I was warned it could be rather…thought-consuming. Now…

Thoughts Adrift

What can I say? The laundry careek-reeks in the dryer, going round and round. Coffee brews in a glass brewer, making barely a sound. I sit upon a couch, eager to return to my home and its grounds. Then, when I’m home, my mind is in a state of indifference that’s unsound. Old stairs creak…