This is an idea I got from the writer Julia Cameron, but I phrased it in my own way. My daughter's digital arts teacher has taught her to pay attention. God Bless that woman! I remember when I was about 12 years old, and my dad and I were getting in the car together. As we were driving out the driveway, my dad asked me if I noticed anything different. I looked and looked, but noticed nothing. He finally said, "The daffodils are just beginning to sprout." I was amazed that he had noticed. I've been paying better attention ever since.
"All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt." ~Charles M. Schulz
I've always loved the song "Forever Young" written by Bob Dylan. Joan Baez does an awesome version of it. The lyrics are something I'd imagine a parent would wish for a child:
May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come true, May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young.
May you grow up to be righteous, May you grow up to be true, May you always know the truth And see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, Stand upright and be strong, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young.
May your hands always be busy, May your feet always be swift, May you have a strong foundation When the winds of changes shift. May your heart always be joyful, May your song always be sung, May you stay forever young,F orever young, forever young, May you stay forever young.
The headlights are cut from salvaged metal and are perfectly convex, just like a headlight.
I'm not quite old enough to have been a hippie. People often assume I am when they see my colorful skirts and painted van. My friend, Cynde, when asked if she was a hippie, replies, "No, but I was a flower child." That sounds good to me, too.
In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities. ~Janos Arnay
There are so many dragonflies around my barn this summer. They come and sit on the edge of my workshop bench while I'm prepping wood. They don't even startle when I walk by anymore. I guess you could say they are tame. It is amazing. It makes me feel a teensy bit like St. Francis. And since I believe that the Lord can choose to speak to us through animals, I Googled dragonflies. They mean wisdom, vision, and change.
It reminds me of the time that my friend Janice and I rented horses in the Tennesee mountains. When trail ride was over, Janice remarked about the yellow butterflies that were following my horse, Anne, and me throughout the whole trail ride. I had noticed, but I didn't think anyone else had. It was a magical day.
Love does not dominate; it cultivates. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
I have been all things unholy. If God can work through me, he can work through anyone. ~St. Francis of Assisi
I am of the philosophy that the Earth is alive, and we must care for its health. I want future generations to be able to enjoy dangling their feet in rivers, walking in forests, and all the other cool stuff this beautiful planet makes possible for us. I do my part - I buy green, and I'm a recycling maniac!
This was a commission for a beautiful homeschooling family from NC. I don't do portraits (we have cameras for that). This is as close as I get to that. It shows, hopefully, the spirit of a family. Did you notice that if you look at the family from left to right, it looks similar to a heartbeat on an EKG? The heartbeat of life is the family....
If a man would move the world, he must first move himself. ~Socrates
I once read about a woman seeing a message sprawled on a Paris sidewalk. It said, "The city of Paris is full of beautiful mysteries, and you are one of them." I never forgot that story. I began to think how wonderful it would be to spread love and joy by writing beautiful messages on sidewalks with chalk. That idea has evolved into the original poetry I often include on my art, and is the reason I call myself “The Sidewalk Chalk Prophet.”