Saturday, February 28, 2015


Work the gallery, sell some, chat with folks,
Come back to friends’ home, my dogs 
And good company.


Whenever I come here I feel welcomed
Into a beautiful place with good friends
And good food.

Friday, February 27, 2015


More painting, more talking, a lot
To catch up in not much time, then its
Time to go.

Thursday, February 26, 2015


Woke to a white and gray morning, 
Hints of old colors wiped soft,
Set up paintboxes

By the dining room windows,
It is cold outside but warm in here
It is good

To paint and talk with this friend.
I miss that, and deal with it.
Just another loss.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015


Company in the house, time talk and
Then off to an afternoon workshop
About painting horses.

Sunday, February 22, 2015


A weekend with a friend in baltimore
Taking in a craft show of beautiful things
Delightful to see

Left early enough to miss the bad weather
Back to my friends’ for dinner and comfort
I am content

To be among these friends, welcomed,
My dogs, myself, sharing food and stories
Before heading home.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015


Too much iron in my blood 
Too long from our time, all in all
Just too much

Tuesday, February 17, 2015


Needing a change in my mind
I have searched for help from another
Who has experience

Tuesday, February 10, 2015


Light gleaming through resin filled glass,
Mediums I use painting, casting color
Into the shadows.

Sunday, February 8, 2015


Will I go or will I stay.
For now will take on a challenge
That helps friends.

First will to be figuring is it feasible,
This job I take on? WIll it work out?
Maybe, maybe not.

Either way will be fine and when
then all is done, perhaps I’ll know where
I should be.

Friday, February 6, 2015


The beauty of this activity is,  through contemplation 
And practice, comes the moment when the exercise 
Makes wonderful sense.

Thursday, February 5, 2015


There, for the while it takes, am dropped 
Into painting, to seeing, to considering: is it light
Is it dark?

Warm, cool? Edge lost, sharp? What is the color,
What mixes to find the correct mix that allows one's
Eyes to dance?

Wednesday, February 4, 2015


Winter again, cold but not much snow,
I turn again to an excersise good for dexterity.
Good for soul.

Morning excersises, paint something, most anything,

Just get up and do and in the reflections of light and
Glass, I do.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015


Should I stay or should I go?
This indecision's bugging me. 
Exactly whom I'm

Supposed to be? Come on and 
let me know, should I stay or 
Should I go?

Clash, fitting for the living
I now know. Time to figure out,
Let indecision go.

Sunday, February 1, 2015


I think of what needs doing here
In this house of mine, yes, yes, this
House is mine,

Along with all, really all, it holds, as
Whatever happens, I want to pare down,
To carry less

Into whatever life brings now.
On which hangs only one decision,
What I want