“My dove is hiding behind some rocks, behind an outcrop of the cliff. Call to me and let me hear your lovely voice and see your handsome face.” Song of Solomon 2:14 I wonder whether there are times, spiritually speaking, when the Bridegroom hides. My mother’s recent comment on my post “Embracing Emptiness,” reminded me of …
Embracing Emptiness
Yesterday, I decided to buy Ann Voskamp’s book, One Thousand Gifts. This decision was an act of desperation; one spurred by five days of post wedding blues. You know the kind, those uncomfortable times of silence and soul ache that occur after being surrounded by family and friends in a festive atmosphere. Yesterday, my mother mentioned how much our …
The Evolution of a Mixed Media Collage
I've been on a real bird kick lately, and this mixed media piece evolved from a poem I wrote and a photo my husband took in Yosemite National Park, California. I entitled the poem, "Broken Promises." I needed a red-breasted robin so I could create a visual poetry piece, so I dug through past pics until …
Mixed Media, Grace, and the Red-breasted Robin
I think grace is a lot like art—spontaneous, free flowing, alive for the capture.
JoDee Luna Art 