Be... Dream... Play...

sky song...

strange days

of sun,

fast moving clouds,

rain,

high winds and then sun again...

OY!

as we prepare

for the Squam Art Fair

next Saturday

Boone is coming along

for the adventure and to help his Mom

we have been painting birds

 
together

(stay tuned his are show ready tomorrow!)...

and alas the reds

continue to warm us

as the temperature plummets

and the rain continues

xox - eb.

more rain, more red...

"Red means happiness in China,

where people under roofs

tiled that color prosper...

in marriage rites the Chinese bride

formerly wore red and processed

to the wedding in a red sedan chair,

where, walking on a red carpet

to the ceremony, she found the groom,

who, greeting her,

lifted up her red silk veil."

Alexander Theroux, The Primary Colors

xox - eb.

secret joy...

on a rainy day

I recommend red...

"It is the color of... blood... Tabasco sauce...

rubies... old theater seats... zeal... fezes...

a bride's gown in China is red..."

begins Alexandre Theroux's essay on red

in The Primary Colors.

It rained today

I built a fire

and gathered up some red...

xox - eb.

swat team...

ok...

I had a little inspiration today

while playing around

with my spray cans

and lurking

in the back of my mind

was the new 31st Crusade motto

"make it your own"...

I've been walking this mantra

now for a few days...

wondering the:

what...

where...

when...

who...

and how...

of MIYO

and then it hit (swatted!?!) me

and I was ready to fly...

oh how I love these quests

yes I do!

so perhaps

I CAN say

(well maybe I can)

that I put "my own spin"

on the MIYO question

anyhoo...

it was a fun aha fly hoot

for my swat team...

xox - eb.

everyday...

yes - every day

every

single

day

rain or shine...

a

love

letter

awaits

your

response

will

you

open

it?

xox - eb.

walking in the time of the forget-me-nots...

I take my breath

for a walk

at least twice a day

leading

with an open heart

breathing

up from the soles

of my feet

into the soul of my BEing

walking the breath

watching the breath

the breath as witness

the air

is the envelope

containing my love letter

to the world...

xox - eb.

paradox and peace...

deep mountain lake
sleeping next to me
singing the songs
of spring's joyful flight
peepers
deep bullfrog croak
and toad talk
red winged black bird pairing
dancing amongst the reeds
and tall grasses
swooping
diving
dancing figure eights
as sunset spills liquid butter
in silky patches...

I wrote this last night

in a comment over here

at Lea's labyrinth - a place

where sometimes my words

take on a form that surprises me...

Byzantina...

our sweet lap kitty

now for seventeen years

perhaps you remember her

she went out as she has all these years

and did not come back

several days ago

she did not wander in all these years

but she has disappeared...

Kiki...

our new kitty

born to a wild mama

in the town warehouse

she adjusted so well

purring at the top of her lungs

24/7 - she was so happy to have a home

she loved sleeping on our bed

and each night I would come up

she would hop down

have a bite to eat

and hop into the sock drawer

purring away

so happy and we all would slip

into dream filled sleep...

she went out 2 days ago

and has not returned

she did not wander from the property

she was in and out frequently

(I was the door-mouse - I know)

she has disappeared

and I am ever so sad

as the only conclusion

that we can conceive

to the mystery

is a hungry bobcat...

"dancing amongst the reeds

and tall grasses..."

I am missing my kitties

I am sad

I have cried through one whole night

of dreamless sleeplessness

this is the paradox

of paradise

and I must learn

a new acceptance,

a revised version

of a peaceful paradox...

xox - eb.

like a ripe tomato...

joy

playing - on a smaller scale - with tin,

(front side)

coral and lime turquoise beads, a stamp

a sweet light weight pendant

hanging from spruce vintage silk

(back side)

now to plant the tomatoes...

xox - eb.

(ps - go here for a wonderful youtube journal video 

I promise that you will enjoy Roz's bird paintings)

radiant presence - journaling scraps...

I adore the scraps left over from a project

(most of these dyed in Tazo Passion tea)

maybe even more that the project itself

I collect them - the unused, cut-off segments,

and peripheral ephemera in a folder

and then after its all done

pull them out to play

here's the spread from yesterday's project

poured Tazo Passion tea

and sprayed chair caning patterned ground,

mica over rose petals, stamps, crocheted scrap,

a "merit card," butterfly sealing wax seal...

etc...

extending the theme of presence...

presence radiates

xox - eb.

the presence of - Collaborative Art Journals...

do I love collaborative art, journals, round robins?

oh yes I do...

stacking them up like cord wood here

10 queens, 12 Squam books and more

learning ever so much

with each and every book/journal

OY!!!

such bliss this

creative flow and sharing

AND

ever so pleased to be featured here

my baby front and center left

big time mama proud

and a high 5 to LK

she is THE standard

in books/workshops/everything

about art/joyous life/journaling

blowing kisses to Zelianople OH!

and toasting a yard dog white...

xox - eb.