Illustration Friday

When I was a kid in NYC, there was an individual who used to roam the streets in my neighborhood. To this day, I don't know if they were a man or a woman, (nor do I care) but we called, this person, "Birdy."Birdy walked around in a big overcoat, with his/her arms tucked inside, so Birdy appeared armless! Yet the moment, there was any group of little kids around, the pretend magician, would say, "Abracadabra" and out of that opened cape-like coat would appear two hands...and then... all of a sudden ... little birds came flying out of their coat!It was the most wonderful thing to my nine-year-old eyes!I often wondered what happened to that ... Continue Reading »

Wise, like all words have several variations of meaning, but it has always meant to me, more or less: "having the power of discerning and judging properly as to what is true or right; possessing discernment, judgment, or discretion." (see dictionary.com) I have found that it also depends on who's opinion of wisdom you're seeking. In looking at wise as a visual, I've found wisdom, across cultures, genders and ages. So in my travels, in a supermarket, a daycare center, a senior center, across the road, the city, the country, and around the world, I see wise faces in the hope of a woman, the essence of a child, and the wrinkles of an old ... Continue Reading »

When my family and I visited Albuquerque, Sante Fe & Taos, it was an incredible trip!Out of all the beautiful people, places and things I saw, painted, sketched, and photographed, it was the vacant or abandoned things that stand out in my mind.During our various outings on the road during this trip, I saw this vacant log cabin in the middle of the desert. My family was appalled that I wanted to stop, get out of the car and go inside of it!After reassuring them "that crazy Mommy" would be very careful and only wanted to see the outside up close and take a few photos. My "craziness"....uh...curiosity got the best of me and I had to go ... Continue Reading »

I'd like to take great liberties and ask, "How Do You Repair A Broken Heart?" The Bee Gees song, popped in my head as soon as I saw the IF prompt (although they used the word, mend), this week! Actually, I can still hear the tune as I post this. All this to say that repair never reminds me of home remodeling or fixing an inanimate object. It always makes me think about repairing the brokenness of people I have hurt in my life. Do I wish I had no relationships to repair? Yes. Has my relationship repair jobs taken me to places that I would rather have not gone? No.In the repairing of relationships, I have found that I have been the one ... Continue Reading »