Where-the-Worlds-Meet

Where the worlds meet. The outer reach where it ended and met face to face with other worlds never before realized. And certainly not understood from a cultural point of view. These shores stretched in either direction offering endless possibility.

Where The Worlds Meet was a series that confronted and invited as I painted on...

The Path That Takes You

18x20 canvas sold, Art Crawl 2012

Offerings and Gestures

original 12x12 canvas sold

Available in giclee reproduction in any size

These Shores that Run Forever

sold Artcrawl 2012

Standing at the Edge of Sacred

sold, available in Giclee

Towering columns lift you high

Above the density

Of a world that sustains

And suffocates you

Grows you rich foliage

From strong roots and solid footings

Nourishes you to the tip

Abides your seasons as you tarry and grow

And gives you perches

To find your own

Point of view

I was waiting on this shore

When the light bent into shapes

And placed me gently over the whole land

Spilling me from the heavens into

all its reflections

When you pull your waters high over your head

I am blinded by the reflection

The image of my world

That beholds the truths I know

And keeps me from seeing you

I will wait for your timing

When the moon rolls back

And the mists rise to soften the glare of the sun

When you offer me a new place to walk with you

A place to join our worlds together.

At the bottom of this cliff

I harbour the safest place

For you to rest

To warm on the sand

Where the wind cannot whip your skin

Or pitch you against my unyielding walls.

Wait there until the calm returns

And beckons you again into the open sea.

I know you will go

Your longing is greater than any storm that could threaten.

But come in for now

And sleep.

There am I :

Where two or three are gathered

In their midst

The breath of life dwells

There Am I

24x24, sold

I Am More

12x24 Canvas, sold

Then, Said the Earth to the Ocean

You may not realize it

But I am more than the shore

Receiving your spray

That waters the life

That grows within my world.

I am more than the cliffs

That tower high

And make you rage in volumes

When I stand fast against your power

Or crumble into your storm.

I am also there in your deepest fathoms

Holding you up from the bottom

Cradling the beginnings of life that team through you

And holding sure anchorages

Over which you have freedom to flow.

Gathering at the Shore, 24x24, sold

Come with Me to the Beginning, 24x24 sold

I Have Seen Invisible Reflections, 24x24 sold

Hovering Spirits, 24x24, sold

The Gathering, 12x12, sold

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