Chattering Monkeys

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Wash out all those ghosts cobwebs worrywarts black cloud critters

chattering like monkeys in your swollen brain

swollen brain filled with piston-like repetiton

it’s wrong it’s wrong it’s wrong

not good enough for who? for tin man looking for his heart?

wash out all those ghosts cobwebs worrywarts and black cloud critters

chattering like monkeys in your swollen brain

quickly lay your thoughts out on the page

protect those tender shoots

close the book

walk away

No Easy Walk to Freedom – Nelson Mandela

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I open the graffiti marked door and walk into to the studio building.  I walk by storage spaces for our stuff. I walk past Rigo’s studio and  the blackboard where messages are placed. I walk down the hallway past bikes, ladders, big paintings leaning against the walls. I walk by studio doors, the dog greeting me and I stop, and I look at a print that I’ve walked past for years without really seeing.  I stop and look at No Easy Walk To Freedom, a print by Rigo.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rigo_23

World Lion Day

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In 2007 my husband and I went on Safari to Botswana. Sitting in an open Toyota Land Cruiser, we were searching for animals. Cameras out, binoculars scanning the landscape, we were ready to go! We sat there for about 5 minutes. Then I looked down at the side of the road and right there  was a lion looking up at me! No worries with either of us. I started clicking and she just blinked her eyes in the sunlight. You can alway click on the image to enlarge photograph.

You can see more photographs and drawings from this trip in categories under Africa.

Marina’s blog today brought my attention to World Lion Day. Check out her blog, too.http://marinakanavaki.com/2013/08/10/world-lion-day-

Happy World Lion Day.

Thought Process Leading up to “Abstract One”

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I was thinking about Terry Greene’s work on edges. http://terrygreenepainting.wordpress.com/2012/03/02/de-kooning-on-painting/ 

I was thinking about the  dark jewel colors of a bouquet of ranunculus

set in front of a large dark painting. I was thinking about zebra’s stripes.Abstract One was created last week.

The First “wild animal” I Saw

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Actually, the first animal I saw on our safari was a warthog. He was right at my feet as I walked down the path to our hotel room when  we arrived in Botswana. I stopped to take a picture. He stopped grazing and lunged his stocky body at me, made some kind of grunt and walked off. My heart was in my throat as I timidly followed the path to my room.