fear of the unknown

a friend came to my house today. she is scared and sad. normally her mood is up, silly, and loud. but today she is down, serious and quiet. she asked me to photograph her left breast, because after Tuesday it will never be the same. She will have a lumpectomy. We took several poses, in different light, from different angles. Her body is curvy and beautiful. Her hair was curled and shiny. I am not a doctor, but I hugged her hard with my healthy breasts and told her "everything will be alright" Of course it's how I think. But it's not my left breast with an uninvited visitor. So I will light the candles, send her vibes of health and well being, along with my other girls who come to mind fighting battles of their own...Stacey, Erin, Paula and Marilynn. Click here if you wish to follow her story. I think it's time for me to schedule my Mammy

heart wishes

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart."~Woodsworth~

Wednesday Window, coming & going

I seem to be chasing my own tail this week. Busy with custom sewing orders, new painting jobs, B&B guests, catering and cooking. I feel like I am flying thru my day, chasing my own self. My SP is one day late. That is OK with me. This season of my life allows me the freedom to move slower, dig deeper, play longer and stay later. So for now, I am enjoying the flight, even though I break the speed of light sometimes, my life is blessed, lucky, interesting, always changing, fun, and full of love. ~ flap flap~

“The divine spirit is a wild pinto kicking inside you. Let her run.” Kris Carr

I slept here

For a few days I returned to Beaumont, Texas, a place I used to call home. My son was 2 months old, 25 years ago! I did not know a single soul, much less ever heard of BEAUMONT. I had to look it up on the map to see where we were moving to from Corpus Christi. Now after several moves back and forth, divorces, floods, hurricanes and the loss my home on Village Creek, I returned to my fold of wonderful friends for a short but fulfilling mini-vacation. I have been nourished and nurtured with hugs, big love, reunions and remembrances, delicious foods, fine wines, morning cappucinos, yoga and ART. I slept in The Mildred Building. Just like a Queen! My friend, Katharine, has two apartments there adjacent to her restaurant, so I lived in luxury during my stay. Fresh flowers every where I turned, bed and linens like billowy clouds and books on shelves from floor to ceiling! This historical building was built in the 1930,s when money was gushing like an old oil well! The details of decor are stunning. I plan to return with carbon papers and charcoal to do rubbings of the random textures of brass, tile and oh that layered, chippy peely concrete!! Years and years of good MoJo still linger in this building. I was captured inside this womb of history, and will return to discover and recreate more of my own stories! So to all my Beaumont Peeps, I miss you already and I'll see ya Septemeber First Thursday! For more photos and info on Mildred Building, CLICK HERE

Wednesday Window

When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence. ~Ansel Adams~