in our after-school art club
the children painted kindness stones
and hid them in the garden
for other children to find
knowing it would make them smile
when they discovered these secret stones
hoping they would do the same for others
passing on their surprise and joy
upon finding a bit of kindness
left just to make them happy
and then hiding them again
for others to discover.
—
“a little thought and a little kindness are often worth more than a great deal of money.”
-john ruskin
for those of you who’ve followed, read, or commented on my posts over the years
I’ve finally put my finger on my ‘writing style’
it’s collage
and no surprise to anyone who knows me outside of the blogging world
it goes along with the creative outlets I’ve always enjoyed
making cards, books, and art
using pieces of things I’ve found, read, and collected in the world
it’s simply a matter of combining
images, thoughts, prose, quotes, poetry, music, and ideas
that generally don’t begin together
but once gathered
looked at in new ways
rearranged mixed and shuffled
like a puzzle with no absolute solution
suddenly seeming to belong together
to bring new meaning
when combined into a whole
my blog is the same
but the difference is
rather than being made of anything concrete
it’s abstract
it’s a mix of electronic media
it can vanish into the ethernet at any time.
like all of life
it’s about making connections.
and having lived a while
I suppose I am a bit of a collage myself.
—
“every art I do is a collage.”
-santigold
a neighbor’s lovely collection
—
“always have something beautiful in sight, even if it’s just a daisy in a jelly glass.”
-h. jackson brown, jr.
“this is my mom.”
—
“art is the elimination of the unnecessary.”
-pablo picasso
glitter library.
two words you don’t often find together.
how could i pass this up?
whoever named this is brilliant
it’s sure to bring a little sparkle to my home
la casita pacifica was just waiting for this
and didn’t even know it.
—
“I could see myself as a glitter hippie.”
-Kylie Minogue
a little girl
who was once my student
and still a friend of mine
opened up a treasure chest
to show me
one piece of clothing after another
that she created all on her own
after teaching herself to sew
and I couldn’t be more proud.
when walking in a park near my daughter’s house
an illustrated storybook trail
with pages spread throughout the woods
placed there by the village and the local library
a perfect pairing.
