Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Tree Love

I am loving these's a phase...I don't know and I don't care...I'm having fun.
Pencils, Charcoal and chalk....wheeee!!!

All We Need Is......

So, instead of stressing out about how to make my pictures perfect.....I decided to just make the pictures that make me happy. Art is all about how it makes you feel anyway. I hope you enjoy!
Pencils, chalk and markers....

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Beautiful Roots

I am so excited to be feeling creative again.....Yahoo!


Watercolor pencils and sharpie markers

Tuesday, December 23, 2008


Christmas is totally my favorite time of year. Full of promises and joy. Christmas music, family, friends and lots and lots of cookies.. lol.

Yea it's my favorite time of year.

Most of my family this year is up in Arkansas with my mom and grandma. We couldn't afford to go this year, what with all this Bush fun flyin around... I think we are all feeling the pinch.

I call up there a couple of times a day just to hear all the noise in the background. My brothers and sisters, and nieces and nephews. I miss them so much. My dad is here but... well we all know how that goes. We will be going down to my Aunts house in Miami. I love her, but the rest of the family I never really fit in with.

Christmas spirit makes all things bearable I guess.

I hope you all have a peaceful and blessed holiday this year. I hope you are with the ones you love, or if you can't be, at least enjoy the ones you are with.

My prayers remain, for peace and understanding for all.

PEACE ya'll!

Monday, December 08, 2008

***Dreams Rule***

I watched them huddled together, and smiling. She did her hair twist and leaned closer to him. I grinned watching her weave her web, I had seen it so many times. Looking into his eyes, touching his leg. Her smile was disarming. I walked past them in the other direction, heading to my peaceful place in the sun.

I heard my name on the wind as I walked by. I smiled knowing that she was telling him about me. There was no new relationship without the explanation of our friendship. How do you explain something like that? The closeness? The need to talk, touch, be around each other?

My pillow filled tent was a welcome site, crawling in, I flopped on the overstuffed lumps of comfort. Opening the book I had been reading, I rolled onto my stomach and picked up where I left off.

"Can I come in?" a face at the door.

"Of course you can." I barely looked up. She always did this. "Wasn't your type?" I knew why she was here, I just don't think she did.

"I realized something." She said as she sat in front of me.

"Hmm? What's that?" I said, pretending to be uninterested.

"Well, I kept talking about you and I don't think he liked it. I realized that I didn't care if he liked it. I love you and if he can't understand that, he can't ever understand me."

"Cool." I felt butterflies in my belly. This wasn't unusual.

She moved closer to me, leaning forward as she spoke, "I know it's not much." I could feel her breath on my face now. "But, I wanted to try this..."

Soft, her lips were so soft. I was paralyzed with shock. It was tender and gentle. I lost myself in the moment. I kissed her back, and felt her smile against my mouth. It was slow and delibrate and I knew it meant something to both of us..........

DAMMIT!!! Sometimes the alarm clock really has bad timing!!!! lol

Peace ya'll!