leaves wings and other such things

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bird family sanctuary

red finch

The restless birds in the tree-tops high
Are shaking their wings at last,
And chirp, and twitter their songs of praise,
As the dawn comes on so fast.

—Mary Dow Brine


a sanctuary filled with an extended family—so many beautiful birds, delightful birds, playful, flying, scampering birds—thrashers, sparrows, woodpeckers, starlings, and titmice and and and.


backyard bird kingdom


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the forest or the trees

There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough to pay attention to the story. 
—Linda Hogan

because we cannot see the forest or the trees . . .

monday morning trees






















. . . so who are we that we should care so little about these nurturing trees?

how much more a part of our lives do they need to be?




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coffee coffee coffee

QCafeClerk coffee tea

QCafeClerk coffee tea biscottiQCafeClerk

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this holiday season

holiday words of joy for the holiday season



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crows sing halloween










crows sing a paul simon influenced halloween greeting—

no tricks.       only treats.

crows singing a Paul Simon influenced Halloween melody
these festive creatures want to dispell the dark reputation given to crows for centuries.

here is some insight on these wicked scary (?), wicked smart creatures.


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the sound of flight

perhaps if we really listened, really heard what was said in bird songs, perhaps then—

we could be transported—imagine the sound, the wind—experience.


bird song describing flight













I fly because it releases my mind
from the tyranny of petty things.
—Antoine de Saint-Exupéry 


Flying might not be all plain sailing,
but the fun of it is worth the price.

—Amelia Earhart 

spacerbird song describing the experience of flight to a goat


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when you are real


“Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you,
then you become Real.’

‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit. 

‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’ 

‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’ 

velveteen rabbit face


‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, & your eyes drop out & you get loose in the joints & very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.” 
  —Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

velveteen rabbit & skin horsespacer

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human type

form and meaning; texture and function; vibration and emotion, & as Steven Heller states, “one of the main attractions of type is the way it echoes and resonates with different things that are going on at the same time in society.”

in an assignment for CARE i collaborated to create family portraits—a man, woman, & child. hand-drawn portrait of man for CARE


hand-drawn type portrait of woman for CARE

they were formed by words that listed resources which could help struggling communities.

in a more whimsical interpretation the alphabet is a tattoo that flows down the neck.girl with alphabet tatoo
boy with alphabet tatoo

 to see other portraits with hand-drawn type go to my human type portfolio and go to the pimento files to find out about a couple hand-drawn type brain images.

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so it begins….

welcomei am a hand-drawn line.
this line illustrates what i see & what i would like to see.

& this is me.

portrait with handsome companion



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