studio view : five

WIP : acrylic on canvas

like a nervous little rabbit 

I jump alert at the slightest threat

the smoke rises

swirling with the breath of the wind

the walls that hold this life

girl, boy, man, woman

what else is needed

in a moment 

we might flee 

and the walls

these things

what is left behind

will it remain

the release 

of what used to hold me down

now is just a journey

of making space

to breathe 

to live

to laugh

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This week has been weaving an interesting tapestry starting with the peaceful tones of Hannah's Making Space, and quite dramatically the red thread began to weave as fires began to burn near my town and in other parts of the Colorado. We have not had to leave our home, though not everyone in our state has been as fortunate. My experience differs from those that fled, but I can still hold my own experience for the truth it shared with me. 

I have allowed myself to be surrounded by things I do not love. I tend to gather things for future projects that I never get around to, like material that could be used in sewing projects but sewing, my friends, is not my passion. Yet, here in my studio I have stock-piled material that could be good for this or that. DIY is addicting...even if you never get around to doing it yourself. 

I am still exploring what this week has brought to the surface and my ever faithful art is helping the emotions flow; with words, paint, camera. Healing art.