Journey

"...But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn 

through the sheets of clouds, 

and there was a new voice

which you slowly 

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper 

into the world."

from The Journey, by Mary Oliver

I've been inspired by that poem before in my art. It fell out of a folder as I was trying to clean up my studio. LOVE this particular part! I'm also getting ready for another trip back to Ohio in two weeks to visit my friends again before the weather turns bad. This one will be good timing; my sister's birthday will fall during that week. So I'm really looking forward to seeing her again. 

I was playing with some new watercolors and came up with this. Watercolors are not my thing but I have some in my supplies and and am giving them a try during Jane Davenport's class. I figured what the heck.  :-)

However, I did add acrylics in her face. Couldn't help myself...

Hope you all have a wonderful week! I'm working on something I hope to have finished in time for Paint Party Friday. We shall see...

The Visitor

"When death comes

like the hungry bear in autumn;

when death comes and takes all the bright coins
 from his purse

to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;

when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

I want to step through the door,
full of curiosity, wondering:
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness? ...

When it's over, I don't want to wonder

if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,

or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world."

from "When Death Comes"

By Mary Oliver