Category Archives: awakening

Hiroshi Sueyoshi and Jane on their swing through Santa Fe

Posted on May 7, 2015 by rick mobbs

I guess how to do this will come back to me as I write. And I need to write. First though, I am transferring my facebook post about Hiroshi and Jane’s visit over to this site. Because I know how … Continue reading →

Posted in a living treasure, Ada Swinton, art, awakening, Broadus Mobbs, cello, ceramics, friendship, getting the hell out of the movies, Hiroshi Sueyoshi, naomi swinton, writing to make sense of a life | Tagged , , , , , , | 3 Comments

gerard manley hopkins

Posted on July 20, 2009 by rick mobbs

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 →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, amuirin, awakening, christ, fernanda sosa, fifth business, gerard manley hopkins, God's Grandeur, jesuits, nanda, poetry, stop and wander, supernatural bridge, what's bred in the bone, with warm breast and with ah! bright wings. | 2 Comments

the (friday) thursday image prompt’

Posted on July 18, 2008 by rick mobbs

We are a little scrambled here, with days and nights, hearts and minds full with work and children – so I am a little late with this one. But with kids in mind, here is a prompt to make up … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, ada corinna, art, awakening, birth, children, collaborative storybook, completion, ekphrasis, faith, family, image prompts, love, painting, picture prompts, poetry, portraits, stories, Uncategorized, works in progress | 11 Comments

rilke – praise

Posted on July 13, 2008 by rick mobbs

O tell us poet, what you do I praise. But the dark, the deadly, the desperate ways — How do you endure them, how bear them? I praise. But the nameless, anonymous, which no word portrays — What do you … Continue reading →

Posted in art, awakening, poetry, praise, rilke | 7 Comments

7/10/08 image prompt

Posted on July 10, 2008 by rick mobbs

Good morning! Time for work, gotta go. Here’s a picture. Backstory, and more about Ada, later! . praise, by joyce davis (pepek the assassin) . The Condor Soars, by Lirone, on Words that sing . Bystander, by one more believer, … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, ada corinna, art, awakening, birth, callings, children, collaborative storybook, damn cat, ekphrasis, faith, home birth, image prompts, kiss of the wind, myths, new baby..., painting, picture prompts, poetry, prose poem, stories | 18 Comments

lots of hummingbirds

Posted on June 21, 2008 by rick mobbs

around the feeder (me) but still no baby. We are in no hurry. Movie has taken over my life. It feels good to be back in the saddle again. More later. Here are links to new work to go with … Continue reading →

Posted in aa, art, art for film and tv, awakening, callings, ecphrasis, electric cow, faith, film work, home birth, image prompts, light, love, myths, painting, picture prompts, poetry, stories, storybook collaborative, the art of recovery, the writing life, works in progress, you can't say you can't play | 13 Comments

tapestry fragment, enigma…

Posted on May 30, 2008 by rick mobbs

My knowledge crumbles. The trees and the soldiers, the mountains. We go bounding over the edge of the precipice and the dolphin laughs to greet us. God veils our faces and buries our joys, our madness, our passions. We are … Continue reading →

Posted in art, awakening, for enigma, lovers, poem, poetry, prose poem, tapestry | 7 Comments

enigmatic emblems

Posted on May 12, 2008 by rick mobbs

by enigma, who else? these tapestries are examples of some of the painstaking work she does. (When she isn’t blowing up stuff. She runs a SFX company, among other things.) The tapestries are 200 stitches to the inch. Her blog … Continue reading →

Posted in art, awakening, callings, collaboration, completion, egnima, image prompts, myths, painting, poetry, stories, tapestry | 5 Comments

a moody little piece of nonsense

Posted on March 31, 2008 by rick mobbs

Water is the sound of small boys throwing stones and chunks of iron and old bones into the ocean. Water is the sound of bones dissolving. Water is a black sound. Is there a blacker sound? “Who goes there?” asks … Continue reading →

Posted in awakening, bleak, blues, love, myths, poetry, stories | 5 Comments

johemmant’s story (florescence) – standing in the shadows

Posted on March 29, 2008 by rick mobbs

Jo, the wonderful author of florescence, has written a story to accompany the painting in the post below. I am charged by the collaboration. You can find the storypoem here. I highly recommend a visit for everything else there, as … Continue reading →

Posted in art, awakening, calling, collaboration, florescence, jo, johemment, light, love, painting, poetry, standing in the shadows, stories | 4 Comments

the kiss of the fourth wind

Posted on March 26, 2008 by rick mobbs
Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, callings, dreamtime, fun stuff, kids, kiss of the wind, light, love, lucid dreaming, lullabies, poetry, recovery, stories, the fourth wind, the kiss, wake up dude | 15 Comments

she sits upon a windowsill, a little more, a work in progress

Posted on March 26, 2008 by rick mobbs

Very much a work in progress…. She sits upon a windowsill and spies a laughing boy, about eleven, barefoot by the water’s edge beneath the tree’s green reaching hands. The canopy throws its color down and lights the shadows with … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, aan, ann bunting-mock, art, awakening, callings, electric cow, fun stuff, kids, light, love, lucid dreaming, lullabies, poetry, recovery, stories, wake up dude, works in progress | 3 Comments

whereabouts revisited, end of story

Posted on March 23, 2008 by rick mobbs

So we smashed like acrobats, a mess of arms and legs and heads and backs, spinning through the flaming hoops to meet the leaping, happy cats and all those clowns in human suits, and all their senseless chatter. The main … Continue reading →

Posted in art, awakening, bleak, callings, dark, denial, desolation, despair, faith, healing, hope, kids, love, lullabies, nightmare, poetry, recovery, stories, the art of recovery, wake up dude | 9 Comments

whereabouts and wanderlust – the rest of the story

Posted on March 20, 2008 by rick mobbs

Whereabouts and Wanderlust traveled hand in hand. Each one loved the other most and trekked through many lands. Altogether they were happy, blue eyes and blue. Sleeping children brought them flowers, with love, from me to you. And so the … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, callings, electric cow, faith, journal, light dark, love, lullabies, pardon, poetry, recovery, stories | 2 Comments

whereabouts and wanderlust

Posted on March 20, 2008 by rick mobbs

Whereabouts and Wanderlust traveled hand in hand. Each one loved the other most and trekked then many lands. Altogether they were happy blue eyes and blue. Sleeping children brought them flowers, with love, from me to you.

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, faith, fun stuff, kids, light, love, lullabies, poetry, recovery, sleeping children, stories, the children, wake up dude, whereabouts and wanderlust | 3 Comments

a light dark poem – a rewrite

Posted on March 19, 2008 by rick mobbs

Sweet sweet engine of mercy, bright flying speck in the sun, tomorrow I’ll be riding a donkey, tomorrow I’ll be on my way home. We will go to the invisible carnival. We will ride the invisible rides. We will not … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, callings, faith, love, lullabies, my theology, poetry, stories | 8 Comments

obama’s speech

Posted on March 19, 2008 by rick mobbs

Transcript Barack Obama’s Speech on Race Published: March 18, 2008 The following is the text as prepared for delivery of Senator Barack Obama’s speech on race in Philadelphia, as provided by his presidential campaign. “We the people, in order to … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, anger management, art, awakening, callings, character studies, faith, hope, love, obama, obama's speech, poetry, politics, race in america, racial healing, recovery, tapestry, the children, works in progress | 4 Comments

border studies – undocumented aliens

Posted on March 18, 2008 by rick mobbs

Back in Montezuma, N.M. after 10 days on the road with 18 UWC-USA students, faculty chaperones, and Broadus, 8.5 years, a great traveler, interested in everything. In place of a Spring Break, students at UWC elect a service-learning adventure. This … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, callings, despair, faith, grassroots leadership, hope, illegal immigration, immigration issues, love, mexican border, poetry, politics, stories, undocumented aliens, uwc-usa, wake up dude | 6 Comments

hello from phoenix, oops, i mean tucson

Posted on March 11, 2008 by rick mobbs

I am traveling with 20 uwc-usa students (from 10 countries!) and faculty on a border studies trip and will be away for another 6 – 7 days. Hope to post along the way but internet is sketchy as we go … Continue reading →

Posted in "The Road", art, awakening, bleak stories, dark, faith, hope, journal, love, nightmare, politics, recovery, wake up dude, war | 11 Comments

a dark light poem

Posted on March 5, 2008 by rick mobbs

Mud and bone and fire and water, blood and ice and cloud and slaughter, bloody, holy, hallowed ground, bloody, empty, silent sound. The ash upon the embers, the fire within the cloud, the sound seeking hearing, the truth seeking sound. … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, awakening, faith, love, lullabies, poerty journal, poetry, stories, wake up dude, works in progress | 9 Comments

work in progress 1 poem or 2?

Posted on March 4, 2008 by rick mobbs

1. Sweet sweet engine of mercy, bright flying speck in the sun, tomorrow I’ll be riding a donkey, tomorrow I’ll be on my way home. Ah! The invisible carnival ride, I’m standing in line to climb on. Twirling and spinning … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, callings, dreamtime, electric cow, faith, fun stuff, hope, journal, light, love, lullabies, poetry, recovery, stories, wake up dude, works in progress | 3 Comments

make the law dance – the new mexico PeaceWorks conference

Posted on March 2, 2008 by rick mobbs

Make the law dance and the people will love it. Today the NMPWC ends. New Mexico PeaceWorks Conference creating a better world through social justice http://www.uwc-usa.org/cec/peace.htm       Sponsored By United World College-USA, Monte Del Sol Charter School, Santa … Continue reading →

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desolation, hope, and more hope

Posted on February 29, 2008 by rick mobbs
Posted in "Blindness", "The Road", aa, art, awakening, bleak stories, callings, dark, desolation, despair, hope, light, love, nightmare, poetry, politics, recovery, stories, the art of recovery, the immorality of groups, wake up dude, war, works in progress | 12 Comments

new mexico peace works conference

Posted on February 29, 2008 by rick mobbs

This is the conference Naomi is organizing in Santa Fe this weekend. Fun and educational. Anybody in the area please come! (And please introduce yourself!) Details here: http://www.uwc-usa.org/cec/peace.htm Sponsored By United World College-USA, Monte Del Sol Charter School, Santa Fe … Continue reading →

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she sits upon a windowsill (revision)

Posted on February 24, 2008 by rick mobbs

She sits upon a windowsill and spies a laughing boy, about eleven, walking barefoot by the water’s edge beneath the tree’s green reaching hands. The canopy throws its color down and lights the shadows with reflections, the subtle ocher, umber, … Continue reading →

Posted in aa, art, awakening, callings, dreamtime, fun stuff, hope, journal, kids, light, love, poetry, recovery, stories, the art of recovery, the writing life, wake up dude, works in progress | 5 Comments

Ivan Gold

Posted on February 22, 2008 by rick mobbs

I am in Boston this weekend to say goodbye to an old friend. Here is the death notice, which appeared today in the Boston Globe Ivan Gold Of Boston, formerly of New York City on December 23, 2007, writer, teacher, … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, aa, art, awakening, callings, hope, Ian Gold, ivan gold, kids, light, love, recovery, stories, the art of recovery, the writing life, works in progress | 12 Comments

ann’s calf (for ann bunting mock)

Posted on February 22, 2008 by rick mobbs

I found this calf in Merida, in the mountains of western Venezuela. The painting began as a scumble of color on a tinted and sanded 2′ x 4′ masonite panel. Then I stalled out. I had earlier painted a series … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, aa, ann bunting-mock, art, awakening, callings, dreamtime, fun stuff, hope, kids, light, love, paul hartley, poetry, recovery, stories | 3 Comments

she sits upon a windowsill- (work in process)

Posted on February 18, 2008 by rick mobbs

She sits upon on a windowsill and spies a laughing boy, about eleven, walking barefoot down the river’s edge beneath the tree’s green reaching hands. The canopy throws its color down and lights the shadows with reflections, the subtle ocher, … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, callings, dreamtime, hope, kids, light, love, poetry, stories, works in progress | 4 Comments

Praise

Posted on February 14, 2008 by rick mobbs

I found this canvas in a thrift shop and recycled it. The bright colors are showing through from the original thrift shop painting. I drizzled roofing tar on the canvas and then brought out some of the images which were … Continue reading →

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, callings, hope, journal, light, love, poetry, stories | 10 Comments

Slow, swollen, unattractive

Posted on February 13, 2008 by rick mobbs

Slow, swollen, unattractive, difficult to work with, dead. Your husband cried when we told him.

Posted in 'tis a gift to be simple, art, awakening, hope, love, poetry, stories | 2 Comments

selfish lizard- twice resurrected poem of the day

Posted on February 2, 2008 by rick mobbs

Here is a little darkling of a poem that has been rattling around my brainpan. I’ll try to make something a little more upbeat for my next post. The image I have paired here is the 3rd panel in a … Continue reading →

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journal fragment # 1

Posted on January 28, 2008 by rick mobbs

I’m here to find the simple truths that I knew as a child. The dogs make a game of me, the cats curl and sleep upon my body. The daffodils await the rising of the sun. They draw their color … Continue reading →

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tapestry

Posted on January 11, 2008 by rick mobbs

Tapestry Oh, it is a quiet world for an old man used to the city, surrounded and jostled by the shields and bucklers of fundamentalism. I would rather that people bumped into me, murmuring an apology or not as they … Continue reading →

Posted in aa, anger management, art, awakening, callings, love, poetry, stories, tapestry, weaving | 6 Comments