Getting a snow day still excites me as a 29 year old woman! However, instead of rushing into a Chewbacca suit and delving into mounds of snow, I want to simply curl up into a mountain of fleece blanket. Still, my heart beats: "Do something!" Thus, through some journaling, out it comes, "Do art!" I'd been putting off my St. Michael panel for a month! and now was the time. 2 hours later--there it is, hanging next to my door, painted--borders and all. Delighting my soul and that of my guardfish goldfish Porky, who sits right next to my newest creation:)
Morale of the Story: Do art; it feels gooooood!
Via
Art communicates beauty. Via means "way" in Latin, and I believe we each have our own way to create. This blog celebrates unique mediums of expression.
"View from Above" poem about Mississippi River from flight window: FL to STL 4/2010
"View from Above" poem about the Mississippi River
I wish I could feel
the rocky banks that angle down to the squishy bottom.
The mix of steely rock
and soft mud,
Like a nutty chocolate pudding pie.
Slide down that bank
and create my own grooves-
my own path:
as I descend onto my belly and wiggle in the mushy mud pie floor.
Until I look up,
beckoned by the white light above me dancing on the water's surface.
Hear me St. Louis!
I wish I could feel
the rocky banks that angle down to the squishy bottom.
The mix of steely rock
and soft mud,
Like a nutty chocolate pudding pie.
Slide down that bank
and create my own grooves-
my own path:
as I descend onto my belly and wiggle in the mushy mud pie floor.
Until I look up,
beckoned by the white light above me dancing on the water's surface.
Hear me St. Louis!
I want to see ol' Mikey!!! And yes, art does feel good!! Miss you!
ReplyDeleteYay! Ah ha! I must make St. Michael visible:)
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