She became a Tree then a Fiery Forest

She became a Tree then a Fiery Forest.

Future Journeys and Destinations bow before Her Throne.


Dream Weaver by Gary Wright

https://youtu.be/xZKuzwPOefs



Explorations in Time and Space


Dream Sequence

https://wp.me/p9YcOU-jk

Ascension

Ascension

Riverbend Sonata

Riverbend Sonata

Vortex

Vortex

Welcome to the Imaginarium of Painting, Poetry and Prose


https://forgivingconnects.com/2018/11/16/todays-forgiving-fridays-is-creativity-to-help-us-forgive/


Tears at The Oasis

Dreaming of a Better Life and Happier Times

House as Memory Palace

Organic Chaos Continuity

House as Memory Palace


Swallowed up by a Forest of Memories

Organic acrylic painting Collage


Castles become ashes burnt in the sand. Speaking in Tongues didn’t raise Her up. For She was sold for thirty pieces of tarnished silver yet Her skin remained Burnished Bronze.

Desperate for escape She slashed Her Limbs on the Spider’s Web.

Then She became a Tree, then a Universe for it mattered not what others thought.

She did up Her Bloody bandages continuing her Voyage Guided by Arboreal Voices. Limbs and Leaves gave succour binding together jagged sounding wounds.

Remember that the Rivers are filled with Souls awaiting Ascension


a Creators’ Collective Brooklyn Art Show

 

Saturday, October 20th.

 

Three of my paintings will be on display. Hoping to Sell All Three!

Suggested Donation of $10.00. Preferred Donation: $20.00. Starts at 6:00pm. Entertainment begins at 7:00 pm.

aCreators Collection on Display

 

Treetops Listen For Dreams

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Treetops Listen For Dreams

This my most recent acrylic painting inspired by the Cyndi Lauper song, “Time After Time.”

 

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Time After Time

 

This song touches my heart, soul and inner being because I once was that Young Woman. An outcast. An outsider. Seeking. Yearning. Wondering. Only my parents let me be me. If not society. See you soon Mom & Dad.

 

 

Time After Time

Cyndi Lauper

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick
And think of you
Caught up in circles
Confusion is nothing new
Flashback, warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories
Time after

Sometimes you picture me
I’m walking too far ahead
You’re calling to me, I can’t hear
What you’ve said
Then you say, go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows
You’re wondering if I’m okay
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time

If you’re