A cool, dark day. Every now and then a scattering of raindrops fall among the spring blossoms. We are living in hard times. So many are dying of Covid19, other illnesses, and hunger, deaths that might have been avoided by timely, compassionate action by our leaders. So many are frightened and desperate, and the young … Continue reading A Dream for Hard Times
I don't usually post works in progress but ....
Being spring the rain comes every other day, encouraging the sugar ants to come into the house where they create long lines. I've been watching a series of discussions among artists from around the world. The conversations focus on being an artist in this time of Coved19, and are sponsored by the Martin E. Segal … Continue reading Art and Spirituality in Difficult Times
I awoke to tiny pink clouds scudding eastward; soon they obliterated the sun and the sky became a very November overcast gray. There is most certainly a storm coming. We are settling into the new house. Fewer boxes block our way and some rooms have attained a state approaching order. We are almost at the … Continue reading November of the Spirits