I wish I could tell you the truth, Whole truth, nothing polished or skipped, And know that you’d hear my words And see the abyss I have leaped     I wish I could show you my love Before it got wrecked by your hand And know you’d envision the path, The life that we […]

J.H. The quiet laughter of acceptance The secret I don’t need to tell The warmth of being, words, and glances – And just for now there is no hell.  

Two apples and a mandarin with only one colored marker and with full color work

First work on depicting metal

Work done during sketchbook webinar

J.H. I am not ideal for you – and I know it There’s nothing I can do not to show it. It is gnawing at my heart, It’s been there from the start, And it’s growing. Can’t say yes – and can’t say no. I am changing. It is way too soon to go, or […]

Niagara Falls, August 2014  

Unfinished. Windy rainy day in late November, gloomy and dark. The only streak of color is a leaf holding on to a maple branch by some miracle, and most likely not for long. The end and the promise of a new return.

Saturday morning, which most people in the world call afternoon, is the perfect time to treat yourself to a long warm shower fallowed by a nice warm cup of tea with something sweet. There is no need to rush anywhere and nothing to worry about.