life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...

I write to find out what my heart thinks....

I write to expose and work through the ugly parts of this raunchy disease. My words always help me understand that in this life there will be times that are crappy painful and unexpected but tucked in there are the amazingly wonderful, too. That is when I realized the only control I have over any of this is how I chose to experience them! I realized that I could understand, celebrate can survive even better when I could express these feelings with my own words of courage, humor, and grace. I am the Queen of my own life and the choice is mine!

I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to grieve my losses, to laugh long and hard, and to learn how to live a full magnificent life with heart failure.

I am honoring my creativity, and exploring all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say....."Don't talk like that!"



Tuesday, March 17, 2015

They are still mine....

Feels good to be back in the studio!  Nothing feels quite as good as fingers covered in chalk, hand prints on my t-shirt because I had to quickly answer the phone.  The feelings of just letting go, letting it flow through me, always empower me.  It is the only time I really own the art.  The only time that what I think, where I draw, the colors I choose will make any difference.  When it is is no longer mine, it is no longer a part of me.  I can not make any more changes.  I cannot add to or take away from. It belongs to the universe and will be here long after I am gone.

"Ave Maria"  Guy Farley (from Modigliani)

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