four o’clocks
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Nature as Church
the seeds of a great choir (to maryann and bessie) don’tcha just love how a row of seed coneson a branch is a church choir,ever’ sunday mornin’gettin’ ready to give each voicea way to rejoice?lined up hip to hip in the church of the hackmatackhere in this tiny borough,borough of larch, don’tcha know?sure, sure, the church… Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my creative practice.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
In 2025 I begin writing poetry and include a poem and painting in each post.
My compass points: shake hands with fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
