Susan, at ArtStream Gallery has opened her doors with a showing of Tongue in Cheek’s collection of photographs and poetry. When I first started my blog, Susan asked me if I would like to show my artwork at…

                         Porcelain skin tinted by the glow of a pink rose. An arm strung with pearls, bejewels a dimpled young hand. A wisp of a cloud shields her breast…but not her heart.…

                         Have you ever been transported by emotion, where an overflowing sense takes you beyond the skin wrapped around your bones? Where the present moment expands, leading you to a place where…

A collection of French Antiques that I have, and some things that caught my eye in Rennes. When are you coming antiquing with me?

A light in my darkness cried, fearfully I listened. Staring at the inner voice… I begged it to change and leave me alone- yet haunt me it did calling me a coward shaming me to my own face reminding me:…

  Amongst the flowers that fade there is a spirit that does not grow pale, reborn season after season, life after life, coming again and again, tangible and fragrant. Reminding us that life is more than the few petals and…