I gave three of my brushes a haircut
Then I began drawing with charcoal to find myself
smudging and shading before I dragged the gesso
by brush and finger
Looking at the black and whites in my life
What am I holding on to? What in my stories is "me"?
Swirling amidst the judgements
all black and white and gray
I find shards of cerelean blue with hints of faded cranberry
These are me, too.
Shards and smudges and swirls...beautiful.
Posted by: Sherri B. | November 13, 2013 at 01:05 PM
Very free-spirited! Any future plans for another online class?
Posted by: Marilyn J. Rock | November 13, 2013 at 03:27 PM
love your works and your words Katie:-)
Posted by: Carol Peringer | November 13, 2013 at 03:34 PM
poetry of truth. So beautiful! ox
Posted by: stephanie | November 13, 2013 at 04:31 PM
Love this Katie, and love seeing you.
Come and paint with me, over the seas, pretty please.
Miss you
Gxx
Posted by: Galia | November 13, 2013 at 04:55 PM
I see myself in that blue. Thanks for thinking of me :-)
You are all of these things. Yes! That is what I found so intriguing . What a beautiful spirit you are . Inside , outside and certainly on paper.
Posted by: karen cole | November 13, 2013 at 05:58 PM
Very beautiful ♥
Posted by: Carol Samsel | November 14, 2013 at 10:28 AM
Marilyn,
I hope to have an online put together for the first part of the year, Jan/Feb I'm hoping. Thanks for the inquiry!
Posted by: Katie | November 21, 2013 at 01:46 PM