Archive for January, 2014

Could life be sweeter then those precious times when we are taken out of the ordinary, and offer our hearts a chance to feel deeply.

A chance to express something long held silent and private. What we share in artistic words and brush stroke comes from a very private place. It is particularly courageous for all artists, authors,dancers, singers who “dare” to go public and bare of the soul. I heard a singing coach say to a young singer, ...

January is very interesting.. here is my responds to it so far..

Does the line blurr where we are and where the canvas begins ?
There is an honesty about painting time. A revealing vulnerable time at the mirror, where the paint is no longer represented as an impression of life but an extension of the soul.
It is the word that cant be taken back..the song sung under the stars, called to return like the cry ...