Where is Captain Jack?
“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”
outrageous, obviously
“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”
Do something! Say something! Move a muscle, change a thought! All seems to be running smoothly-till it’s not, and it’s not; right now. How? Every thing seemed peachy-‘seemed’ being the … Continue reading A Power Play Please
THE BEHINDER I GET How true, how true that Pennsylvania Dutch saying is. I squander my art endeavors, rushing from this deadline to that, frazzled, befuddled and unsatisfied. That may … Continue reading The Hurrier I Go…
recognizing my BIPOLAR self image I’m in “Wonderland” right now. Been here for a week or so. Time seems to be inching by, my head too heavy to lift off … Continue reading IN the Mirror
“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”
“…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”
…inside myself I am whole, where I am not broken…
“… can you see me going mad in here?…”
“…I am moved…because I walked thru 20 miles and 56 years of burning coals to get where I am…
…there is a niggling worry, about the big C…CO I mean…VID…
“Why am I small again, lost again?”
There are ideas percolating just beneath the surface of my consciousness. They are not fully fleshed out but the juices are flowing and I feel “on the verge” of a … Continue reading The Door is Wide Open
…icky sticky hugs and kisses that Hurt too much to feel…
…the room seems to awaken with her…golden rays fall…like the petals of an opening rose…
“…look into this inner world and I promise I will use my “INSIDE VOICE”.