A red-breasted robin builds her nest in a rusty metal light covering outside. I’ve perched my chair next to the sliding glass door so I can snap photos. Morning dew dances upon blankets of green grass and pine trees stretch their branches into the blue sky. My husband and I are on a hotel finding adventure …
Mixed Media, Grace, and the Red-breasted Robin
I think grace is a lot like art—spontaneous, free flowing, alive for the capture.
Broken Promises
Whether we live in realms of realism or dally in make-believe, broken promises snap off the tender twigs of trust we extend to ourselves and to others: We promise ourselves that we will stop our addictive behavior, and yet we continue. We promise ourselves that we will leave that abusive relationship, and yet we stay. …
JoDee Luna Art 