Nothing like New Orleans in spring…nothing like a New Orleans wedding in spring. Spring 2015 Jarratt and Emily introduced us to the city they love and their love for each other.
Letters on a page describe a vow and that day these letters were glady, tearfully, sweetly spoken.
Jame Plensa’s art captured my heart in Mellinium Park – what a splendid surprise to wander into this one last week in the New Orleans sculpture garden.
This reminds me that I carry these wonderous tools, words and letters, for my daily drift, sculpt, heal, blog, and song. All glady unfinished for now.
Today I decided to begin a new blog. I’ve been writing over at BRIGHTERSTEP.com for a couple of years. That’s my business blog. This is my personal blog. A space to move through time, place and crazy.
George Rodrigue’s career as an artist began with lush landscapes of his native Louisiana bayou. Anyone could have painted those. With a sudden shift and bouyant brushstroke the blue dog with an outlet for a nose appeared and became his beloved signature subject for the rest of his life.
Reflecting on my own future signature now.