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Posts tagged ‘heartbreak’

Daily Prompt Love <3 See Rightly

16 September 2019 

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly.”–Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Make art about what the heart sees. 

heart light

Daily Prompt Love <3 Retreat

13 September 2019 

I’m headed off to lead a workshop at the fabulous Porches Writers Retreat this weekend ❤ 

Make art about seeking refuge, about retreat. 

porches

Daily Prompt Love <3 Mea Culpa

5 September 2019 

Make art about apology, given or received. 

sorry

 

Daily Prompt Love <3 With Each Beat

5 July 2019 

“Sweet heart. Don’t stop.”–Melvin Dixon 

Make art about what happened in the space of that heartbeat. 

heartbeat

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

Daily Prompt Love <3 Breaks, and Breaks

12 June 2019

“What shall I do with all this heartache?:–Joy Harjo

Make art about unspeakable heartache. 

heartache

Image by Kevin McIver from Pixabay

 

Daily Prompt Catch-Up <3 Family, and Heartbreak, and Fragility

 

Daily Prompt Catch-Up 

6/11/2016

Beautiful day with family today.

From “On Family Regathering Seen One Night Through a Window” by George Moor

All flows; the person has no permanence.
The children will grow up, the parents die.
For each precarious present the past tense
Is waiting; all is sort of a lie.
The clean cut fruit in dingy crystal bowls;
The fading chairs; the family sitting down.
For reassurance meet these traveling souls,
Each with an intimate sadness of his own.
Old habits calm. Old stories of old days….

Make art about family.

family

 

6/12/2016

Just don’t have words. Heartbroken.

orlando

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

6/13/2016

My son and I found this tiny nest yesterday, tumbled on the grass beneath the Guardian Oak. No babies, wounded or otherwise, in sight, just this miracle of weaving, bits of bark and straw and leaf and string. Inside the tiniest shards of shell left behind, thin and white as paper. I was struck at how delicate—and how strong—it is, kinda like Love.

Make art about the fragility, about the persistent strength, of Love.

nest

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