On the Easel, In my Journal

FEARLESS Painting in progress
Life/Art Journal page, in progress
Handmade journals made from old paintings and lined paper, in progress (waiting for their words)

It seems most of {my} art,
{my} words,
{my} work,
{my} play,
{my} practice,
{my} creations,
{my} reverence,
{my} love,
{my} life,
{my} definitions and perceptions,
{my} sense of empowerment
and {my own} feminine knowing...
are always continuous, evolving, unfolding works in progress.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Previous
Previous

There is Something About Circles

Next
Next

Teaching for 21 Secrets 2013! {This Is Personal}