I Made This
The girl with
no Sweetflakes for breakfast
cut up her pillow
with tiger sharp eyeballs.
When she aimed at her mother
her mother was smart
and left in a hurry.
The girl with no Sweetflakes for breakfast
made raisin-wrinkles on her nose
as she screwed up her face
so tight that someday it might
have had to be ironed
except that she never ate again ~
since there were no Sweetflakes,
and soon she dried up
into a soft little mound
of dust and the wind came
and blew her away on little
pillowcase ribbons and fluff.
~by Shirley Twofeathers
Dreaming of ice
Covered windshields
Steep hills
Waters rushing in an
Icy flood
Driving blind
The dull blade moves
Slowly in it’s hidden
Place
A tiny grain of
Sand that didn’t grow
Into a pearl
But turned instead
Into a rusted
Shard a dull edged bit
Of pitted glass
No beauty here
Just grit and ash
And
Why not let
Those rising waters
That deep wound
Bleed
Why
The desperate scramble
Sliding slipping falling
What if
Instead I choose
And close my eyes
Accelerate down that icy
Road
Exploding
Into brilliant shards
Of light and icy stars.
~Shirley Twofeathers, 9/11/2020
I have been busily updating all 307 designs that are currently listed in my RedBubble shop. Sales from the shop help to fund this website, and I’d love it if you would visit the shop and leave lots of likes and love. Maybe even buy yourself something fun and cool!
A wide variety of items are available, what you see here is a small gallery of just some of my favorite masks. I ordered a bunch of them because it looks like masks are going to be a part of my life for the foreseeable future, and I might as well wear my own art!
I painted today.
It’s a paint or die type stream of consciousness painting as process painting…
Today the working title is
A fish out of water catches a lightning bolt in his mouth.
So.
I’m inspired.
I came to the astounding conclusion that my life is just up to me and God-in-me. It’s a personal thing. We can work this ‘life on earth’ thing out just between the two of us. In our own way. In our own time. I don’t need help. I don’t need anything. I don’t need anybody. This is a me and creator spirit thing.
And at the same time…
Other people are valuable in my life.
Their support is great.
Their love is important.
Their acceptance is precious.
And so…
I painted today, and it was good.
Note: This was written back in 2004, and I cannot find the painting, so I substituted a different one. The one I used is from my short lived “Fire In The Belly” project. Looks like I’ll have to make another one, maybe even a series of “fish out of water” paintings!