10 December 2017
Some people you meet are just GOOD, to the core, the real-by-gawd goodness shimmering from them like light. Mike Hamer, my office mate in my first teaching job at East Carolina University, was one of those people, good, smart, kind, funny, gentle, authentic, loving, decent to the core.
Rest in Peace, Mike. Travel safely and sweetly. This world will miss you sorely, but I can already hear the heavenly music from here.
Make art about someone whose goodness emanates, shines, in everything they do. Pay tribute to them while they’re still walking here with us.
9 December 2017
Make art about when the lights went out.
27 November 2017
Make art about what the light revealed.
Prompt Love Catch-Up!
6 July 2017
Make art about packing for a trip, what to leave in, what to leave out.
7 July 2017
Make art about arrivals, about arriving.
8 July 2017
Make art about reunion of souls.
9 July 2017
Liminal: occupying a position at, or on both sides of, a boundary or threshold.
Make art about liminal space.
10 July 2017
Make art about light and dark, about the juxtaposition of light to dark, about how we need one to know the other. (with love to Mesha Maren ❤ )
11 July 2017
Make art about moving past obstacles (with love to Rahul Mehta ❤ )
12 July 2017
Make art about a whisper, or a howl (with love to Kim Dana Kupperman ❤ )
13 July 2017
Make art about relocating in our own bodies (with love to Jon Corcoran ❤ )
14 July 2017
Make art about the amalgamous nature of memory, of how sometimes the amalgam is more true. (With love to Eric Waggoner ❤ )
15 July 2017
Make art about point of view, about deliberately shifting point of view (with love to Rodney Jones ❤ )
16 July 2017
Make art about departures.
17 July 2017
Make art about driving alone, about that silence in the cocoon of the car.
28 April 2017
“Every particle in the physical universe takes its characteristics from the pitch and pattern and overtones of its particular frequencies, its singing.
Before we make music, music makes us.”~Joachim-Ernst Berendt
Make art about the song you recognize as yours, the song of the body.
The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished. -Ming-Dao Deng