Breadth Height Space

Do you ever stop and take the time to notice the lives of those who have come between when you look into the depths of a painting; or a book, a flower or a sacred place or something you’ve never seen before… To watch a master lost in a series of the brush strokes; secured, relevant, diligent and with purpose. Perhaps a chance to read the words of the writer who may not be so renown; but that literature is so pensive, engaged, involved and so deep that you can feel the consciousness in their art. Diligent; conscious, a heavenly … Continue reading Breadth Height Space

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Light Captured

The sudden light of cloudburst sprinkles and pastel hues and hopscotch lines creating rainbow designs is the question in the artists eyes while nature answers to her why’s; what is this Light?  Is it electromagnetic radiation that is visible and perceivable by the human eye?  Is it the colours between red and violet.   Does it have frequencies of terahertz, wavelengths and nanometers; equal to one billionth of a metre?  Is there is the sensation of perceiving light; it is brightness and sudden light; the medium of illumination…is that what makes sight possible. There is the illumination where it’s derived … Continue reading Light Captured

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Red Geranium

This morning; I was gifted with a pot of red geraniums. Graced with such a happy flower; I wondered where should I plant them. Walking through the garden, finally I can see all the signs of summer are here.  I have come from Texas all the way to be in Wales. Almost three years now and it’s been a very long journey, but worth every mile. I know geraniums love full sun, but require watering every day. I don’t think water will be a problem here in Swansea. It rains here almost everyday! Summer here signals a new beginning; and … Continue reading Red Geranium

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Object Of Affection

Intoxicatingly lingering With the deep impact of life. It is he that still hears me, A voice never forgetting. You come with a resiliency It never trembles, We are the ones who love For what other reason Than to love. For else is to be forgiven. Its the object of love becoming In the adulation of our affection, An allegiance of amour, In appreciation undeniably. This is our awaking soon It’s an ardency, ardor, An attachment, cherishing, My crush of delight. You have my devotedness, My devotion and emotion, And this life of enchantment, Like life into the womb This … Continue reading Object Of Affection

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100 Roses

   One hundred roses  Denotes the beauty Soft as silk to the touch Love is the reason.  Unhindered vibrancy  So pleasing to the eye The aroma certainly  Convincing.  But with a purpose lingering Holds the most meaning One full year of us together  And without a second thought.  It’s lovely to be remembered.  Thank you. .. ~cheers Continue reading 100 Roses

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Don’t Try So Hard

   Don’t Try So Hard ….when you love someone so much, you don’t have to try so hard to please. It should just come naturally.  View more art products on http://www.dontrysohard.myshopify.com More art designs coming soon.  Continue reading Don’t Try So Hard

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Happy Thanksgiving in America

Can you feel the weather changing? I can and it beginning to feel like the holidays here in Swansea Wales. And yes, of course it is raining! But nevertheless, yesterday I ventured out to visit the shops and they all have their Christmas decorations on now and they are so beautiful! It makes me want to start decorating. Except when I returned to my car; I was handed a parking violation for going 30 minutes over my time limit! It’s a no wonder anyone can get any shopping done! It might be unfortunate, but those Christmas collectables might have to … Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving in America

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Quince Tree

  Wales is the place for love In the quince tree there; a coupling of, Round like berries; it’s a clashing, Of tastebuds compassion and lasting.  It’s colors are the driving power And makes the flavour of sour, A tree with yellow berries true, Bearing fruit with such a brilliant hue.  In the forest it murmurs,  The voices of fairies hummer, A choir of timeless truth, Savouring the soul in it’s youth.  While the branch lovingly swoon To the dark side of the moon, Leaving one calm and happy, If it’s love you should fancy.  To carve a heart into … Continue reading Quince Tree

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My Song

   It’s about that smile;  When you give a little bit, of it… I feel a lot of happy in return, And it’s when you look at me It’s that exuberant charm I yearn; It’s your style; maybe; Drives me crazy.  And that’s what I enjoy About you boy; The way you go You’re special; almost never coy  Like no one else I know.  True friends ready to go, Ready to see the world, With our own way to love It’s how we grow; Think you should know. It’s how we give;  It’s how we live, Needs no rhyme, Doesn’t … Continue reading My Song

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Wild Blackberry

  Finally, we are in our new house! I can’t hardly believe it! Imagine this; an American Girl from Texas meets British boy, they fall in love, she moves to Wales, they get married, together they buy a house and live happily ever after! Sounds like a fairy tale doesn’t it? It was only a year ago when I first began writing and photographing Wales. And now I have a weekly column in the Evening Post! How much better can it get? I have so much more to write about and my days are so full. Today, Kevin the painter … Continue reading Wild Blackberry

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