Friday, October 29, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
This is my favorite of all your paintings. It reminds me so much of my mother's poem below.
In a niche in a rock carved by the sea lies a
cradle of comfort, a haven for me.
Threatening tides roar with their spume of
salt spray while seductive waves rise only
two feet away.
Danger abounds on this high windy place as
the lure of forever kisses my face.
Alone in a circle of stone, protected yet
wildly free, will I cling to the solid
rock...or yield to the tempting sea?
I am surrounded by such talent and love. I am so grateful.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
A SMASHED TOMATO
Like a smashed tomato, so true
Sqooshy red eyes and a nose full of goo.
This is my pity party and I’m not inviting you.
Frustrated, infuriated, I know the reason why.
Unbidden grief engulfs my soul
All I do is cry
Sorry not returning calls; busy drying my eyes
Forgive my self-indulgence - guess it was no surprise.
I have not been myself these days. Please let me make amends.
I love you lots, you know I do !
Hope we still are friends!
Alice (4 oct 2010)
We had so much fun growing up with Daddy cooking breakfast at sunrise in the desert and travelling all around Europe while based in England and France. He had the best heart and he could build and fix anything. He was a whiz at the card game Hearts..remembering every single card played. I feel this all with the patches from his shirts here on Daddy's shirt quilt # 5.