Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Sanity, Clarity, Painterly

Dreaming on a monsoonal day, waiting for the next storm to wash the desert clean--maybe to clear minds and hearts of frustrations and limits, I watch as clouds build, fall apart, re-form with more clarity and strength. This reminds me of painting.

Looking at all of the wonderful artists' blogs today inspired me to begin.
Here I go.
This reclusive painter, printmaker, mailart fumbler and occasional poet will make a line and then try to cross it. Perhaps to make something worth remembering.

1 comment:

Edgar said...

I'd say, you've crossed that line, Melinda. Great job.