fine art prints
I started this blog after moving to northern New Mexico from coastal North Carolina. Feeling the loss of my creative community, I started posting works in progress as a way to push myself forward and connect with other writers and painters.
For the first eight months or so I offered original narrative images as weekly image prompt for writers. The Storybook Collaborative pages document the collaborations.
Sadly - for I have enjoyed the adventure, and meeting so many interesting, creative souls - keeping the blog has has taken a back seat to sleep, family, work obligations and the birth of our Mountain daughters. I'd like to get back to it and still hope to one day. Until such time I am delighted by your visit and hope you will leave a comment and come back for more.
Monthly Archives: September 2008
I just get better and better looking. Thanks, Virginia Jones, for sending this little portrait, a memento of our Grand Canyon rafting trip. Photo by Mike Jones or Liz Willey. In the beginning, when we were still made of mud, … Continue reading
Like the moon she swims in darkness. She gives, and only hands can block her gifts. She wraps herself in blues and greens and tastes of loam and snow, of marmalade and rolling thunder. Summer hides within the everglades with … Continue reading
A day early but I’ll be out of town tonight (off to Santa Fe to hear Isabel Allende with my son, Broadus, who loves her children’s stories, and a van full of international students from UWC-USA). And besides, this is … Continue reading
This image was inspired by the spirited freedom always evident in the artwork produced by my son, Broadus. If a dragon needs four eyeballs, or double jaws, or teeth in its belly he does not hesitate to add them. It … Continue reading
Another day, and my small town sings into a gray morning. The clouds hang low, walking slowly eastward on bound feet; their feathered skins and souls are wrapped in old newspapers, damp straw, cotton from the fields to westward; they … Continue reading
.the dragon prince Mister Openhand, I think maybe it would be okay to quit your day job.