“Joy”
watercolor and cut paper collage
December 2011
18” x 24”
Month: December 2011
Two things you can count on, when you are in a hurry and running late…pouring rain and being’ stopped by a train. So, I wore my polka dot rain boots and slowed down to enjoy the journey.
P.S.
P.S. I made seven pieces to show
seven, in three days time
it felt so good too
on the inside
why did I wait so long?
this is part of me
time to set it free
and create with abandon
because I can
because I was made to
by Him
that is enough of a reason
The Reason
to make art
message received
lesson nearly learned
takes me a few times
of getting conked on the head
to get it
completely
and set my eyes on Him
and be the woman
He made me to be
I am an artist
I’m still learning to say it aloud
today’s the day I do just that
© Turquoise Tangles
today’s the day
today’s the day I show my art
the pieces that have had my laser focus
for the past few days
I still can’t believe I said, “Yes” so fast
without anything ready to show
with a week’s notice
and other activities scheduled as well
amazingly it all came together
with my husband’s help
and encouragement
mostly he gave me the space
to create
and only called me stubborn once
I owned it and agreed
I kept saying, “This just feels
like too good
of an opportunity
to miss”
he understood
he did
and now
excited
scared
and nervous
sums up the jangle in my stomach
details to see to
things to do
one more piece of artwork
to finish and get framed
first thing this morning
because
today’s the day
YIKES!
© Turquoise Tangles
The Poet Dreamer: 1 DAY ANON CHALLENGE!!
The Write Way
I have meandered through too many roads on this stint,
both traveled and untraveled.
Now I am completely lost
in a state of limbo feeling frustrated and unraveled.
The advice to “follow my heart” I cannot honor
for it was pulverized into pieces eons ago.
My instincts are shot as well
as its heeds I have ignored
unsychronizing my inner ebb and flow.
Uncertain what the answer is
or what direction I should take.
I am hoping if I write enough
my own road I will make.
Thus, I implore you to bear with me on this journey
through these mangled words I timidly bestow.
And perhaps I will find comfort through these pages
eventually allowing this dark soul
to be guided by her inner glow.
pink is not my favorite color
I am wearing two shades of pink today, and if you tell anyone, especially my mother, I will have to shoot you.
December 13, 2011: Love is…
Love is saying this morning, “I’ll take the boys to school and then go to Meijer,” because you know I’m trying to finish some artwork for a one day show tomorrow that I’m simultaneously excited, nervous and freaked out about, even though you re-start chemo today and have your own set of nerves about that.
Taking Stock…The Things That Matter Most: love isn’t holding hands everywhere you go or roses every February…
love isn’t holding hands everywhere you go
or roses every February 14th
it’s not kisses that last for hours
or making love every single night
love is not – never disagreeing
or having a fight
love isn’t a fairytale in real life
or else there would never be such a thing
as…
I traded last night’s mug of herbal decaf tea for a mug o’ coffee this morning. Still waiting for The Jolt Of It to hit my sleepy system. I’m just on the second mug now…maybe third mug is the charm. I even made it A Little Strong (on accident). Morning, All! ~ Janean
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