My Heart’s Song is…

February 16, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

…a little orange bird. (Altamira Oriole and Vermillion Flycatcher from personal collection. For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Color of your choice.)

Contrasts

January 26, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

New to photography and art, the concept of contrasts (opposites on the colour wheel) is an eye-opener. I had to search through my archives, and recent pics, to discover something fitting. It is easy to see how contrasts add humour to this Hallowe’en costume – colour, shapes and sizes contrasted. (A sad selfie). Contrasts – […]

Creativity- Releasing Perfectionism

September 27, 2018.Reading time 2 minutes.

Having given myself permission to paint with bolder colours and abandon the expectation of replicating the perfection of photographs, I am venturing into more ambitious projects. Mistakes, I am learning, can be tossed or mended. The featured image was meant to be a sunset over water, but my mother called just as I was putting […]

CFFC: Vibrant

September 21, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Say vibrant, and immediately my mind goes to flowers – Nature’s beauty expressed in so many colours. Some times vibrant is a choice, a pick-me-up, or as in this case, the colour of a pick up: And vibrant can be a personality expressing the sheer joy of just being, even with a runny nose: (Cee’s […]

Where Are The Dogs?

Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]

Turning (tanka)

Mother

When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]