I’d like to introduce you to a friend of mine, she is a wonderfully talented artist–both on and off the canvas!  I first encountered Kristy as an incredibly gifted and inspiring spoken word artist at one of the Open Mics I attend in East Los Angeles.  Since our first meeting, I’ve come to know and [...]

fearfully and wonderfully made
am I
constructed of the
mediums of
Creation
golden rays of sun braided for hair
a splash of storm blue ocean for eyes
red rose-petal silk for lips
soft velvet peach for skin
form shaped out of the earth’s clay: fertile and barren all at once
veins woven therein and poured full of music
organs fashioned then tethered with roots
bones gathered and [...]

I am totally, 100%, a bonifide Tia Chucha’s groupie.  If the place had a fan club, I’d run for president; I’d flood the inbox with gushing fan mail; I’d moon about it on my social network status–oh wait, I already do that one.  Well anyway, you get the idea, I just love the place.
Why do [...]

Quite a few months ago, I happened upon a new artist as I was reading a friend’s blog.  In one blog,about the discipline of daily availing herself to beautiful things, she included links of various artist’s work including drawings, photography, and paintings.  Among these artists I encountered the sensual line drawings of Kyle T. Webster author and [...]

“In numbing the agony, we lose art; out of our pain, comes poetry.”
I woke up at some point in the night, or early morning, with this rather profound thought weighing on my mind. I’ve been pondering on it all day.
I have quite a few things to say about this thought but they’re not quite [...]

Hope is the canvas upon which my life is painted
the meter around which my life is written
the staff upon which my life is composed
the dream around which my life is realized
the recipe from which my life is created
the rhythm to which my life is danced
the rock upon which my life is built.