The Painting

A misshapen hand grasps the paint brush with the skill of one who has painted for millennia. The canvas is blank. It is a new piece beginning. Not that it will be all that different than previous pieces. Same colors, same textures, same layers…just in a different order. A new form, an experiment really, as … Continue reading The Painting

Lament

You may have noticed, I haven’t written a whole lot lately. I am struggling to come out of the season of lament I have been in. I feel a bit like a flower with buds, that cannot bloom. I want to open my face to the sun but I am not ready. My passionate expression … Continue reading Lament

Freedom Day

October 7 1963.  57 years ago today.  Did you know about Freedom Day?  I didn’t either until recently.  Seems there are many events that were left out of my public school education as a child.  Freedom Day was an organized effort to register Black voters in the Dallas County district of Alabama.  The population of … Continue reading Freedom Day

Why Now?

Why now?  Why ‘switch sides’ now?  Why all of a sudden do I see things differently than I ever have before?  It is a good question and one I am asking myself.  I know I am making many of my friends uncomfortable.  I am uncomfortable myself.  Yet, I must proceed.  There are several reasons my … Continue reading Why Now?