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The Island Palette

This is a place where all seems right with the world. I arrived yesterday. I was tired, a bit worn out from the past few weeks, and feeling really thankful for such a reprieve. The Bitter…

Budget Traveler

Totally disconnected. I went the thrifty traveler route. I have to spend one night in St. Thomas because the airline changed the flight time. I arrived too late to catch the last ferry off the…

Made It to The Bitter End

Wow. I’m too tired to be witty, and I think my one liners can not do this place justice. I’m taking the rest of the day to soak it up, and take a deep breath.…

All The Wrong Curves

She gave me permission to say it. It did not come easy. No one, especially the young with their lives ahead of them, want to publicize their shortcomings around the playground. So I tried to…

Your Deposit Long Spent

“Kelly, we would love another one of your paintings. Would you be interested in painting the Tetons for us?”… “Oh boy, the Tetons…wow, they’re SO big, and SO amazing, and they have been painted by…

Dancing In The Rain

Silence doesn’t mean I have nothing to say, but perhaps a brush can babble too much. I had big plans for January. They changed. I needed to reevaluate. I decided to slow down and smell…

A Pleasant Misinterpretation

I misheard a song the other day.  I’ve heard it 100’s of times before, but not for a long time. So the lyrics escpaed me, and I didn’t quite get it, but I really got…

Not So Patient

So much to say…so many thoughts. Love, desire, drive, conflict, family, resolution, conflict, …resolution. Art, waits in the wings, pulsing. Waiting. Not so patiently. No, not so patiently. My motivation and desire for it construed…

Update your blog!

“Update your blog” he said. “I keep going there to see what’s up and there’s nothing new.” Life has kicked into high gear, and I’m still futzing with my training wheels. “Simple Pleasures” was great.…

Magic Words

“Choose your words wisely” she said to me, “they are magic.” I chuckled at the thought of it. But she was right. We speak constantly. We create reality with our thoughts. We construct it with…