Tag: red

  • Nostalgia

    Nostalgia

    Butterfly kisses, Sweet memories, pure and chaste, Taste of innocence. Today’s Everything Red is another recycling project; a collage of red roses with a guiltless white. It stands out like a sore thumb… the white sheep of the family. There’s some symbolism there I’m sure. Reusing the old arouses nostalgia… it’s a great way to…

  • The Exhibit

    The Exhibit

    Let the fire inside you burn. I’m having a fun time with this new series. The possibilities are endless, and I think of new things every day. I’ve recycled some older pieces for today’s Everything Red. The red abstract is from many moons ago, and the shadowy aesthete is my youngest son—posing in a photo I…

  • Rescue 27

    Rescue 27

    Sometimes a dramatic rescue is a simple act of showing up. This piece is all about Gil. I think of him when I see red, especially if it’s an emergency vehicle. He’s the kind of person that just shows up. I’m extremely grateful for his friendship, ear, wisdom, and his extraordinary ability to point people…

  • Sweet & Sour

    Sweet & Sour

    To eat is a necessity, but to eat intelligently is an art. François de la Rochefoucauld It’s National Strawberry Day here in the States! I accidentally stumbled on this fact last night, so I searched the garden high and low this morning for a celebratory fruit. And here we have it… one beautiful RED strawberry,…

  • Get up and go!

    Get up and go!

    You create enthusiasm around you. PANDA EXPRESS Inspiration can come from just about anywhere… including a fortune cookie. So… thanks to my last fast food adventure… today’s Everything Red is about enthusiasm. According to several articles on the psychology of color, the color red is energizing. It excites the emotions and motivates us to take…

  • Country Fair

    Country Fair

    Country music is three chords and the truth. Harlan Howard Now that my garden art is dead and gone (the series, not the garden), it’s time to start something new. The journaling just isn’t working for me. It’s not really coming from my heart. I think maybe introspection—and writing about introspection—needs to be done offline.…