886 Miles My Mother raced her red hot 1984 300zx turbo through the apartment complex, parked like a crazy person and yelled, “Your father beat me, stripped me naked and locked me out of the house when I went into labor with you!” My only and younger sister and I had all the kids at […]Read More 886 Miles
I wrote this over a year ago… and it’s still true. I feel despair often, but I am still here… trying and overcoming everyday that I don’t give-in to the “suicide” disease CRPS. Hope is a powerful thing and Love that much more. I want to thank all the people in my life that haven’t […]Read More I’ve Lied to You
It called to me as it rested in the shade somewhat near the trunk of a beautiful Jacaranda tree. I caught sight of it from the corner of my eye as I drove by on the winding road. There was a sign on it and I had to know what it said. I turned around […]Read More Free/Gratis
Clay requires relationship. It moves, acts and reacts to your hands, to time, temperature, to care and love. I’m not a potter in the functional sense. Mugs and plates don’t interest me. It’s people that does. Not small figurines, nor abstract creatures personified. It’s just people that does—with God and without reference. The first time […]Read More When the Heart Sings
What’s the worst thing that can happen? I love to try new mediums of art. It’s a blast to discover new ways of making something beautiful, while having fun doing it. Let me just emphasize the fun part! It’s about having fun, not what the results will be. When something turns out nice, all the […]Read More Trying new Media
I know that a lot of people are looking for healing. Many people hope and pray and expect to be healed all at once, declaring it to be so. I confess I’m looking for that magic bullet too, and I don’t believe in engaging in magic. I’ve been waiting for a miracle and in the […]Read More Looking for a Magic Bullet
We say, “why me?” when things don’t go our way. We say it when we are hurting; when our lives are suddenly changed; when we lose a loved one; when we become ill; for car accidents; financial problems; relationship issues; on and on. And, before we know it, “why me?” becomes “why me, God?” “Why […]Read More Why Me? …Why Not Me?