Snake Charmer.

She did not make it into the show

but it's all good.

She'll be here with me.

Turtle patience.

Snake charmer perseverance.

Heaven messengers.

You ever think about the history

of you?

Where you come from.

Why.

Everyone is here from

my original 3.

I asked people what they

thought about it at my show.

It's funny what the artist

sees and what 

everyone else sees.

I love art so much.

That's all.

Blessed be.

Do you know who she is?  She's the Angel of Frog Energy.  For lifting out of our mud.  We all have mud.  And if you say you don't, how does the saying go?  Then it means you have even more.  Something like that.  I made a SoulCollage® card recently that I have on my kitchen table at home.  At first I thought it was...I am the one who is a helper and being helped.  Like it was me leading someone and being led by someone.  You know what?  Tonight I see that the card is me helping me.  I am the one holding my own hand and going.  I am the one who sees miracles.  The heart in the stone or tree or microscopic clover.  Heart clouds.  I am the one showing me the miracles.  Uncle Daryl Angel finch feather in plain sight.  We're making our way.

And what I was going to tell you is that the Angel of Frog Energy was accepted into a show at Two Fish in Elkhart Lake.  So she will travel this weekend!  And I have another Angel at the Dekoven in Racine.  See how they're branching out?  We are indeed making our way.  Blessed be.

Ah!  A year has passed since I posted last.  Actually more than a year. But who's counting?  I have a show coming up at the Lemon Street in Kenosha in April.  Collage.  Assemblage.  I sort of have 3 different paths of work and I'm trying to figure how best to blend them.  But I've been thinking a lot about how our work is autobiographical.  Mostly.  Really.  If it's genuine it is.  Right?  Discuss.  So some assemblages.  That are whimsical.  But me.  And figure studies.  That are abstract.  But me.  And maybe my 3 transpersonal SoulCollage® cards.  Because "anything you want."  Because it matters and it heals.  Looking out.  Looking in.  Me.  I love how collage is the great do over.  The blessed rearranging.  How SoulCollage® lets us shine a light on it and give it a voice so we don't have to fight that thing in our guts so hard any more.  So the show will be for the fragiles.  For our own stories. For the Angels everywhere.  For the Angel that IS you.  And me.

Angel of 2017

Well.

How will we face our fears down in 2017?

What will we carry in with us?

It's a tiny bit Uncle Joe.

We are all bits of our woven history and yet

so much more.  

I am convinced that we grow

what we focus on and so

we can choose to BE

Light Bearers.  

And there will be days you think

that no one notices

and days you think it does not matter.

But it does matter my lovelies.

It forever and ever amen does.

Blessed be.

Blessed BE.

Part of the Angel of Saving Us From Ourselves.

It's sort of like this little missile part.

A comet headed in. 

My artist Friend Glen Martin Taylor has a piece

called the fear was bigger than the fall.

Probably true more often than not.

It's the remembering that that's the tricky part.

She is mixed media.  Marker.  Pastel.

Chang beer bottle elephant and

fair trade worry doll....

This is more part of a scene really.

Another comet.  Go figure.

Fire in the sky.

Exotic plants.

Good company yet alone

in the crowd.

Sometimes family knows the buttons best.

But we know the lifting up

the best too.  

I made an angel for 2017 today.

If I can capture her better in a photo later

I will post her.

Choose to be a light bearer, always.

Even when you think it does not matter.

Even when you think no one notices.

It always and forever and ever amen does matter.

Blessed.  Be.

I'll be honest with you.

I'm not that fond of the Sunday/Monday connection.

This is who came last night.

Angel of Energy.  On. My. Side.

Welcome!

18" x 24"

Marker and Pastel.