Mornings with Mary

Her Majesty. Queen of Heaven and Earth.

 Actually, it isn't morning anymore,

but I wasn't home at the right time...hopefully late is better than never.

This is a page I did in my friend Stephanie's art book.

Stephanie chose purple as her color theme...

I have a hard time with purple,

but I am getting used to it---ish.

I took these pictures without a care as to what was on my desk

the only question I have is about the light bulb

(I didn't even know it was there til I looked at the picture)

This last page is full of paint chips

that I lifted from the paint aisle.

Free art supplies are always happiness!

Wouldn't it be a fun job to name colors?

...gleeful joy, purple cloak, sweet violet...

These were the winning names for me...and there are those 

pre-cut windows! 

I am getting used to purple,

and I suspect my friends are getting used to me

and always

Mary.

I sneak her in...

 in any color :)

Love,

Loving-ly linked to sweet Rebecca at http://www.corazon.typepad.com/

Mornings with Mary

I am a maid of beauty

The embodiment of youth and vitality.

I am a loving mother,

Creator and giver of life.

I am a wise crone,

with knowledge beyond my years.

I am a brave warrior,

with a strong unbreakable will.

I am a mystical priestess

practicing the the work of the Goddess.

I am a woman,

a feminine wonder of hidden dreams.

Join us as Rebecca hosts Mornings with Mary

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Love,

Haiku my Heart

She hides here so well

even the room forgets her.

Simply being "she"

My studio,

my haven,

my heaven.

Love,

lovingly linked to recuerda mi corazon

for Haiku my Heart.

Mornings with Mary~The Handmaid

framed wood panel 25 x 19"
(sorry for the glare)

Wouldn't you love to have a dress like my Handmaiden has?

I think I will always have some regret

about my 'F' in sewing class.

Love,

Loving-ly linked to Rebecca

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for Mornings with Mary

Haiku my Heart~The Red Thread

 27" x 8" acrylic on wood canvas

She talks to herself

a conversational voice.

It spooks the others.

I do this.

They ask me,

 "What?"

I say,

"Nothing, just talking to myself."

They suspect I am crazy.

What if I told them the truth?

I could say,

"I was talking to my painting!"

I expect they would be convinced.

Love,

lovingly linked to recuerda mi corazon

for Haiku my Heart.