I want grass stains on my feet

Crayola crayons

Entryways into other places

Color pencils and Prismacolor art sticks

Something about soul in breath.

Something about Mardi Gras.

Something about memory.

Caran d’ache and Crayola crayons

Crow’s nest

Pencil, color pencil

three piggies dancing in pine woods on a sunny side up day

Ink, water soluble crayon, color pencil

This is one of the pictures that tells its own story, without my words.

Maybe someday I’ll know how to talk about those spirits and the ocean of creatures they seem to be escaping

Prismacolor art stick and felt tip pen

A song of growing, ripening, harvest.

I just finished kneading locally grown wheat berries into the bread dough.

Crayon, color pencil, watercolor.

Wings. The word “condor” hovering around.

Mostly joyfully playing with colors.

A box of 64 Crayola crayons,  and an 8H pencil.

Bear in the woods.

Hiding, hibernation maybe ending

Collage, caran d’ache and wax crayons, watercolor

As I listen to news of the protest in Madison,

memory echoes of Gordon Bok’s “Another Land Made of Water”

Color pencil, Prismacolor art stick