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: July 2009
. . Oh, Naomio, де ви? Ти зник в самій тонкої в важнічать I was hoping for an emotionally clear space before heading out later in the week. Instead, I am frazzled to frizzled nub. And very short, too. Much … Continue reading
There was a night when the lights went out – it was only for a second, but when they came back up everything had changed. I was dripping wet from the bath, rain was coming down in buckets outside and … Continue reading
This is something I painted for Maria Fernanda Sosa, rolled up and carried to Venezuela to deliver to her. I probably owed her some money, I can’t remember now. Or maybe it was because her daughter, Fernanda Sosa, asked for … Continue reading
Now Cleo faced the nighttime she thought the urge a little strange her pencil and papers in a stack before her hoping darkness her thoughts would arrange. . She stared out of the window thought of her lover sleeping alone … Continue reading
don’t struggle against the irresistible: the answer to surviving a fall into a whirlpool. A small madness took me, and now I am back from Chicago. Four hours in a line stretching around a city block, a five minute interview … Continue reading
Returning from work taking me so many months away from this blog I have started back by rearranging the furniture here (so to speak), an old, old way of getting control over my life. I used to do it so … Continue reading