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Braces Hurt a Little

Most kids need braces. There are some who don’t, they’re blessed and you just watch them with joy and appreciation. For the rest of us, we need braces. It provides us with a strong support that keeps us secure, grounds us, guides us as we grow stronger and upright. Some times it does hurt a little, but eventually the braces will come off. And we will be better prepared to face the world with our smiles, abilities and the future.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




In Black and White

Winter turns trees white and in the shadows they seem black. But look carefully and you will see many hues of grays. Within the grays are variations of the same view, different, but still the same. Wrinkles imprint on the bark with the passage of time, seasons heal wounds, and the wind twirls the seeds high into the snowy sky. In life, black and white are usually more grays, and most things that seem to stay the same change with the seasons. And one’s wisdom becomes more compassionate and thoughtful.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




Super Strength

When my son was born, he had many medical issues, and spent months in the hospital at a time. I thought that he was weak, and he was. Once he started walking and then running he would fall and hurt himself all the time. I was always telling him to be careful and that he needed to think before he acted. Now that he’s in school, I’ve noticed that he’s a quick learner, very empathetic to others and kind. I think all the falls, hurts and pains have instilled in him an unusual ability to not be afraid of hardships, giving him the talent to learn more quickly. His pains have taught him to be more compassionate. His super strength comes from his weakness.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




Swallowed & Liberated

On this beautiful autumn day, lying on a blanket of tickly grass and covered with a gentle swaying wind, I look up into the sky and am swallowed by an endless blue-ish hue with streaks of white laced in it. Realizing how small I am, a speck, a dust in this enormously infinite heaven above me. And for the first time my thoughts, my fears, my troubles and even my dreams are seemly distant whispers I can barely hear.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




Your Echo

It feels like gym class all over again. At least in gym class the teacher always tried to balance the groups. These days, people are broken down into similarities, levels, cliques, tribes and into reds or blues. To accomplish something we’re told that we have to be of one mind and focus. When I was growing up we called those people YES men. Think about it, do you really want to be surrounded by people who echo your every thought, do or want the same things? Where would you ever find new ideas, better solutions? How can you learn and evolve? When you look into the mirror, do you want a world of your own reflection?

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




Giving Life

I used to take the subways to work in New York City. With music between my ears, I could only see faces, rows and rows of faces and most of them looked like they were daydreaming about being somewhere else. Over time, I would see the same people, wearing the same clothes, doing the same things. But one day, this one person looked different. She dressed differently, she stood instead of sitting and she was focused on the present. The next day she made eye contact and stood right beside me. And that’s when I saw a slip of a hand written note with the beginning of a poem. To do something that frees your imagination, that taps your inner resources, and to think beyond the norm is to give yourself life.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




Belief in Motion

When you invest your blood, sweat, guts and soul into something, pain doesn’t matter and sleep is unnecessary. It’s all-consuming, all-doing and getting it done. It’s your passion until someone joins you and then it becomes a cause. When you need to organize, it becomes a movement, and when change happens your belief becomes a legacy. Belief in motion is group effort that makes history.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




Finding Friendship

A white puff of smoke bellows in the air. A strobe flashes of heat and fire in the distance. The mouthwatering aroma chimes, and instantly you are captivated. It’s the blossoming of a great new friendship, like hunger peaked for a feast. It’s exciting when you find someone new and all you want is to consume every moment with this person forever. Friendship is innocent and overwhelming, especially when experienced young. In time you want to make sure it helps you grow and loves you back.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″

 




Outside Yourself

Have you ever experienced an out-of-the-body moment? Most of us envision it to be floating ghostly clouds above our earthly corpses, in dark, cold, dimly-lit rooms. Or heart-pounding dream worlds where we can fly, fall, in an endless loop that we can’t seem to escape from. My out-of-the-body experiences are more simple. Like when I’m in the bathroom, I suddenly see a tile and a corner of a towel become a house. Or when I’m driving, and get the feeling that I should turn here, and find out later I avoided an accident. It’s this connection to something beyond me. It pumps my blood, it gives me a flush rush, a hint of fear from being blinded for a while, and in the end, awe in the revelation. This connection happens more often when I’m willing to put myself out there.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″




Reading is Not School

One day my daughter started reading out loud to me. Her tiny voice made me pause and drew me in.  Time and space had stopped. It wasn’t the story, but watching her tumble with the words, eyes darting back and forth like a tennis match. I could almost see her mind roller-coasting to different places, all new to her, and exploding beyond the limits of her head. Reading is not so much about school, but about exploration, emotions, thoughts, finding peace, hope, moments that change time and space. I no longer read for those things. I read mostly for my work. Reading is child’s play. And when she reads to me, it’s like being a boy again.

Mixed media/collage signed print with verse. $40
8-1/2″ x 11″